[Lyric] Bed Ache (Tendon Levey)

No calm is much
No comfort is close
I want the hand of...
Attached to...
Then the loose tombs
The whole calm
Your calm is pricked
Don’t use up your lips
On another’s bad ache

Hear my call
I wanted to cut through the his and he’s
Hear my call
I won't have to guilt you into the peace
Always cold
And so would you come wrap me inside your sleeves

Would you block me from the outside
Till I’ve stopped it from the inside
Could you block me from the outside
Till I’ve stopped it from the inside
Could you block me from the outside
Till I’vе stopped it from the inside
Could you block mе from the outside
Till I’ve stopped it from the inside
You...