Skunkish

When did I become the thief / in the story / that you wear / on your face / like a mask

A mcCabe & mrs miller vibe (a winter con / hiding in these walls)
Just another seance gone (wrong)

Twist the ring on your finger / hiding in the curtains tie it’s over (just another seance gone (wrong))
/ When did I become the destruction / that you wear / like an anvil on your back

XX smoke equals hair equals golden eye hazy memory / makе the table rumble and shakе rumble and shake rumble and shake

Burn up the story and bury the ashes / the angel of sweet subtraction and glory / always and ever hovering over your shoulder /waiting for the seance to go off the rails / waiting to blind you / waiting to enter you / dissect and erase you / making the table rumble and shake. rumble and shake. rumble and shake