Knucklesucker Lyrics

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It's reddish inside
I lit a fire
Someday soon
I'll light a fire

Hypnotic little one
Through woods and wolves you've run
Your vacuum-packed desire
You push through you
Like wire

They haunt your strange tear-gas dreams
Like teenage magazines

And the empty feeling
Comes on hard and low
And the empty feeling
Of the afterglow

I don't feel hollow
I don't feel sorrow
I don't feel anything really