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(Matt Embree's side project, Love You Moon)At arm's length stabbed with a pocket knife.Two and one half inches sure won't strike... an organ, but it sure feels like.Groping in the dark, waiting for the dayI can't share.You can use my flesh,if you don't mind I think I'll step right out.Slip it off so I can't feel Los Angeles,and my replacement's parts nuzzling your guts. I can't share.Ocean nights and skies are the in-betweens.The untouchable when everything seems.To be drawing the shades and laying down to rest, the thought that this much effort will ever be attempted again. I can't share.You can use my flesh,if you don't mind I think I'll step right out.Slip it off so I can't feel Los Angeles,and my replacement's parts nuzzling your guts. I can't share.(Ooooooh ooooh ooooooh oooooh ooh)Salty sweet on the sand, my friend.Late may's gaze that stole my soul again.Kisses for all your insides, a smile for the priceless.I bit through your wrists, watched your blood bathe the crabs. I can't share. Songtexte You can use my flesh,if you don't mind I think I'll step right out.Slip it off so I can't feel Los Angeles,and my replacement's parts nuzzling your guts. I can't share. Aus Songtexte Mania