Fuzz - II

Jack the Maggot

My plastic bag
I'm wandering Jack
I am erased, I am a flesh sack

I see you playing dead
so I touch your head

My paper hands
are meaningless
I'm wandering jeep
I feel like a maggot
but I like it, fleshy sacks

and wandering jeeps
are meaningless

I see you playing dead
so I touch your head
Through your skin
to touch your bones
so I'm not alone

I see you playing dead
so I touch your head
Through your skin
to touch your bones
so I'm not alone

Credits
Writer(s): Ty Garrett Segall, Charles Francis Moothart
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