[Verse 1]

Pitted, deep-lined eyes

Rough as last night

Sharp as a mirror

Broke in two

Run me through

No ins, just outs

Pumping ichor

Bucket my mouth

[Verse 2]

Satin-matte my dewiness

Skin so soft, it sickens

Cut right through

Stretched outside

Salt and lime

Wear me like a leather

Just for you