Jelly in my eyes in my clothes in my pockets in my toes

I’m a star, constellate, all my guts onto a blade

Rip it out from my chest, keep the love and leave the rest

Tether me to a post, my parasite chose you the host

Follow suit, where’s the fun? Wearing costumes kissing nuns

Butter knifes clank around, but my jelly makes no sound

But my jelly makes no sound

But my jelly makes no

Cadavers of you and I, resting still under the light

Butter knifes they clank around, but my jеlly makes no sound

But my jelly makes no sound, but my jеlly makes no sound