Skin Meadow

Kites and intestines
Tangled in branches
I'm spilling my guts
To to the gutless

Skin meadow, ​​skin meadow
​​Skin meadow, ​​skin meadow
​​Skin meadow, ​​skin meadow
​​Skin meadow, ​​skin meadow
​​Skin meadow, ​​skin meadow
Skin meadow, ​​skin meadow
​​Skin meadow, ​​skin meadow
​​Skin meadow, ​​skin meadow
​​Skin meadow, ​​skin meadow

Stitch the sky to treetops
I talk my stomach in knots
There's no room on the roadside
For any more memorials

Lord, I reject regret
And repent for getting so forgetful
(Skin meadow, skin meadow)
Forgivе me for giving
(Skin meadow, skin meadow)
A shit, a shit
(Skin mеadow, skin meadow)
Oh shit

I'm looking
Forward to
Looking back
On this
On this