Chest & Shirt

I'll find a way to reincarnate you
I'll carry you in my womb
All the way home from work
When the power went out
And the streets were filled
We bought our water and drank our milk
It made our bodies work

And if you can swallow up everything like reverse physical theory
Matter will not matter and printed words will stop
And I'll keep your empty wallet in bearing weighted dirt
In metal silly lockets between my chest and my shirt

Don't try so hard to be yourself
This will be the last song I'd ever want you to hear
I've got the ears in my belly
They hear you sing and they talk to me
I learn their language