Marrow Songtext
von Poliça and s t a r g a z e

Doctor[, are you my religion?]
Stretcher, needle, stitch a wound
Stop the fight and stop it first
All my [terrorists?] are tools for you

Marrow
I can feel you in my bones
I wanna take me home

How serrated
Blind eye, I like it

Thunder
Hold my kitchen′s sweaty clothes


Blind eye, I like it

Trust me
Don't confuse me with my youth
Take me to a little booth
Don′t stand by me

He has got me underfoot
He's so beautiful or worse
For the moment, the moment

Blind eye, I like it


Needle
Your modest for design
I wanna leave him now
See ya!