Suit of Clothes

It's 64 degrees when I go to rest my head
The world will stop its spinning round today
And oh, there is a future where I don't have a body
I don't have to have a body
I don't have to live this way

So much love has been
I know that when they touch me
I cannot begin
I stare at the ceiling, I lie

I lie
I lie
It's time, I suppose
To take off my human suit of clothes



Credits
Writer(s): Amerah Ames
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