Keyhole

Black dusk, yeah drift out See me seeping, feel the itch now Yeah snapped up like a quick drought Dry skin, see it drained out Pick glass, brick in the keyhole I pour up in the tissue where the teeth grow See the flesh getting tighter in the heat stroke See the eyes getting dim when they breathe slow Spreading through the ink in the page now Yeah trickle through the skin 'til they fade out Heavy in the limbs getting weighed down Yeah dimming down the colors 'til they're grayed out Glow out and dim it, color receded Burrow within it, dig in, I seed it Pryin' beneath it, pollen is seeping Breathe out and reach in, open, I mean it Black mould spreading in the walls of my crib It's in the cracks and the tiles and the pyre Black mould spreading in the walls of my crib Black mould spreadin' and accumulates in my walls Wanna kill it quick so I sprayed it with chemicals Think I did more damage than good and spread it some more Now I'm seeing crevices festering with the spores Dots popping up on the ceiling and on the floor Think I'm seeing letters and messages where it forms Agitate the colony, prodding it with a fork People noticing a change in my temperament when I talk On my knees scrubbing fungus off my cupboards I usually wave to my neighbours but now it's nothing See my blinds shutting, mildew in my plumbing The mould telling me I should leave the shower head running Moisture dripping, it trickles and splatters The fuzz on my carpet, it thickens and blackens Patinas, the pigments, I think there's a pattern I lean in and read 'em, the words on the lacquer Black dusk, yeah drift out See me seeping, feel the itch now Yeah snapped up like a quick drought Dry skin, see it drained out Pick glass, brick in the keyhole I pour up in the tissue where the teeth grow See the flesh getting tighter in the heat stroke See the eyes getting dim when they breathe slow