I am the rope that draws you near, I know it's not your favorite thing, Rice paper string, You'll learn to love it, You'll learn to love it. And the loose hair all on your shirt, Tastes just as you'd ever expect, Maple things, You'll learn to love it, You'll learn to love it, And I know we probably never met, I'll clean your skin for you to see, Your dirty things, and learn to love it, You'll learn to love it, Don't keep the heater warm for me, You won't believe the things I'll be, But you need, to serve a purpose, to serve a purpose, Dear is it pleasing, to lay in the sun, to vomit up semen, and sweat from your lungs, are you moving? look at you moving. Live to love leading, move with your thumbs, drink till you're dreaming, wake to your son, are you moving? dear are you moving? Mother needs sleeping, so sing with me now, We'll shake up the baby, to sleep through the sounds, of the screaming, sleep through the screaming. I am the rope that draws you near, I know it's not your favorite thing, rice paper string, You'll learn to love it, Oh you'll learn to love, You'll learn to love it, Oh you'll learn to love,...