Testo Sarasvati

You are Sanskrit on my skin
peel me open, 'til I'm nothing
But a whisper

Name yourself sinner
I only play for pennies
and I don't play for sinners
I play for sadness I play for dead things

So pull the bones from their sockets
Please be softer while you do it
For I am fragile
And vacant

Sarasvati send me to sleep
I Rest in my gains
I need
And the music I like goes up and down
Like bobbing bodies in the river bed

And they say, "Mary why are your songs so sad?
Look at the luck and fortune you've had. Why you cryin' now?"

So pull the bones from their sockets
Please be softer while you do it
For I am fragile
And vacant

You take my body and tongue and organs
Whisper to my skin like
Death is all red
and rosy and stuff

Pull the bones from their sockets
Please be softer while you do it
For I am fragile
And vacant