Jelly in my eyes in my clothes in my pockets in my toes
I’m a star, constellate, all my guts onto a blade

Rip it out from my chest, keep the love and leave the rest
Tether me to a post, my parasite chose you the host

Follow suit, where’s the fun? Wearing costumes kissing nuns
Butter knifes clank around, but my jelly makes no sound
But my jelly makes no sound
But my jelly makes no

Cadavers of you and I, resting still under the light
Butter knifes they clank around, but my jеlly makes no sound
But my jelly makes no sound, but my jеlly makes no sound