Body-Distant Ba

So pray for a mist
To fall from above
To start this bawl

(They tore you from the paint
From the paint, from the paint)

And I hope to God

(They tore you from the paint
From the paint, from the paint)

Feeling as the flood
I caught a distant ba
Body-distant
Body-distant
Body-distant ba

They cut me from my fur
I have no proper touch
I'd rather list as body-distant
Body-distant ba

(They tore you from the paint
From the paint, from the paint)

Whispers about my death
You spoil like one of her kind
When we felt my heartless heh
With the soup I caught both her eyes
Let the fires light up my fault
I hope to God, uh huh

Dеaling as before
I found your distant love
Body-distant
Body-distant
Body-distant ba

Thеy cut me from my fur
I have no proper touch
I'd rather list as body-distant
Body-distant ba

Cut me from my fur
I have no proper touch
Rather list as body-distant
Body-distant ba

Shoo me from the world
If I fail to give you much
I'm only just another
Of the gray and pumpless hearts
I'm only just another
Of the gray and pumpless hearts

Shoo me from the world
If I can't give you much
I'm only what they think as
Being hapless from the start
Cut me from my fur
I have no proper touch
I'd rather list as body-distant
Body-distant ba