Unsheathed

Unsheathed

the baby's not screaming enough
the singer's not singing enough
ramana's not breathing to us
behold the unsheathing it's love
the blade is not ready to cut
it's dull from our thinking it's rough
Free love is a world I can't linger too long in
\"free love\" was just another party
behold the unsheathing it's love
behold the unsheathing it's love
Free love is a knife through the jugular vein son
Free love I can't afford to add up what you fuckers are made of