Minnesota - Intellectual

[Verse 1]

There is a place between your shoulder and chest

Which I would rather not leave

And when you let the drippings of the thing

Fall around me I am just

Wet and afraid, and screaming your name

Fuck, if your one sliced hand is not the keeper of the back of my neck

I came alive this morning, with the pit in my stomach because I'd

Rolled to the other side, if I missed you in the night I guess I'm

Going to Minnesota, huh?

I guess I'm going to Minnesota, huh?

Keeping your mouth real dry

So that my words will not dissolve on your tongue, but

I don't need to talk by some disgusting accident of communion

Fuck my feet, I'm trying to cross the street but they keep

Going to Minnesota, huh?

I guess I'm going to Minnesota, huh?

I'm sneaking up without my manners

Scripture sink my teeth into the book

Where you keep your secrets about me

Kissing to trick you into

Easing your grip, so I can steal that shit and take it

Home from Minnesota with me

I guess I'm going to Minnesota, huh?