Minnesota

There is a place between your shoulder and chest
 Which I would rather not leave
 And when you let the drippings of the thing
 Fall around me, I am just awake and afraid
 And screaming your name
 Fuck, if your one sliced hand is not the keeper of the back of my neck
 I came alive this morning with the pit in my stomach
 Because I rolled to the other side
 If I missed you in the night I guess I'm
 Going to Minnesota, huh?
 I guess I'm going to Minnesota, huh?
 Keeping your mouth real dry
 So that my words will not dissolve on your tongue, but
 I don't need to talk by some disgusting accident of communion
 Fuck my feet, I'm trying to cross the stream but they keep
 Going to Minnesota, huh?
 I guess I'm going to Minnesota, huh?
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 I'm sneaking up without my manners
 Scripture sink my teeth into the book
 Where you keep your secrets about me
 Kissing to trick you into
 Easing your grip, so I can steal that shit and take it
 Home from Minnesota with me
 I guess I'm going to Minnesota, huh?
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 (Yeah)