Helium Dreamer - The Dirty Nil

If all my thoughts were a poison bow

I’d point it at you and I’d let them go

I’ve paid for lust with a pound of flesh

Waiting for shame to come and do me in

This body’s alive

Quit dreaming aloud almost every night

If death is a mercy

Then sleep isn’t halfway empty, no

If all my thoughts were a poison bow

I’d point them at you and I’d let them go

Liar