Crab People Lyrics

An abomination,
you crawl up my armpit
and enter through my eyelids.
It's a revelation.

All the skies are rubies
in the shape of the angels.
All the girls are spooning
underneath the tables.

So the stars are falling,
the machines are coming,
all the sirens calling,
all the colours running.

We are wrapped in plastic,
stuck in tubes and spoonfed,
cold and geometric,
on the sunken seabed.