Lyrics

[Verse 1] Meat without speech Locked in a toolshed Meat without a name Rent by the light of a candle Meat without will Meat without a voice And wobbling in darkness Is a dance misery preordained [Chorus] A mother and father do not have to be a biological disaster They could be kindred spirits and weirdly moving [Verse 2] Meat without sense Meat without a mind Meat that takes Earned by the whims of a Grendle Confront the friction and feather Of obsessive obliteration [Chorus] A brother and sistеr do not have to be a biological disaster Thеy could be kindred spirits and weirdly moving [Outro] Threatened by someone who is already threatened Standing up to them all like a single polka dot