Batten The Hatches

Everything I touch turns to shit Everyone I try to love won't hear of it Now my hands are overfull of things I'd like to give Does anybody want it Does anybody want it Does anybody want me I've been mapping it out I don't know what's wrong with me bu

Love grows in me like a tumor, parasites bent on devouring its host. I'm developing my sense of humor, till I can laugh at my heart between your teeth, till I can laugh at my face beneath your feet. chorus Skillet on the stove is such a temptation, m