Olehole - Treble Hook lyrics

I can feel that itching in the veins To sugar coat with the arsenic glaze Soft destroyer reapply the buffer Chase the moon to an ethyl grave Parched sun seep draw and quarter The body landscape quakes Bleed out repeat transfusion Left wanting with the empty ache Commiserate every peak and pit Inebriate with a barbed conduit Replay the impulse The hand to the lip Exhale and swallow The tumblers will tip To pour out the nights And wring out the days When the drought comes We're scoured alone