This Ready Flesh

It stumbles through the dark,
 it's this messy messy treatment
 I have been a strange hand
 with too many rollie pikes,
 it was worth that feeling though
 it's my favorite kind of love,
 may believe it swag inside,
 it was worthy.
 You can't believe it's nothing
 You can't believe it's nothing
 we believe it's nothing,
 You can't believe it's nothing
 we believe it's nothing.
 There's a little wandering rat
 in the photograph of Harry
 he's walking to the street
 What's he looking for?
 What's he looking for?
 for some on piece magic
 and feel it around
 oh I'm so tremble, a new sensation
 I've never felt before
 I've never felt before.
 You not believe in nothing
 you not believe in nothing
 we believe in nothing
 you're not believe in nothing
 your heart believe in nothing
 your heart believe in nothing
 we believe in nothing