The Prophet is dead and I can't see
The Prophet is there but I can't see
The lost that are dead will set you free
The lost that are dead will set you free
Hey
My neighbor is sad, I don't know quite why
He relies on the drink to maintain a line
There's hives on my skin now and my brow, oh she bleeds
My brow oh she bleeds now, now, now, now, now
Hey
And I believe, and I believe, and I believe, I won't believe
And I believe, and I believe, and I believe, I won't believe
Roll off the gra** and let the insects breathe
Roll off the gra** and let us, the insects, breathe
Roll off the gra** and the let the incest breed
Roll off the gra** and let us, the insects, breathe
Catching the sun
Watching the sun
Worship the sun
Stare at the sun
Cobalt - Dry Body lyrics
Album Gin