Crop Dust from Noodge by Stickee

[Verse 1]
Cobwebs for strings
She plays me a note
I couldn't hope
To recognize

Whatever food I bring
She'll mix in a bowl
But nobody's home
To criticize

The shadows unveil
My skin starts to peel
A one-sided deal
Under the drain

This scent I entail
Her hands on her meal
My future is sealed
In her domain

[Chorus]
Don't you like it
When I follow everything you do?
I don't mind it
If this is all that I am to you

[Verse 2]
Some useless cry in the dark
This delayed release
The dream starts to cease
Into memory

Perception playing its part
They suddenly crease
She falls to her knees
I'm led astray

Tradition plays on the stage
They stab at my skull
Gray eyes that you own
Forgiven me

Your smile turning the page
This chapter disposed
A pleasure to know
I'm all you need

[Chorus]
Don't you like it
When I follow everything you do?
I don't mind it
If this is all that I am to you

[Bridge]
In this painful sanctuary
The shame is temporary
All to remember a face to hold me

To take away the burden I breathe
To separate the version we breed
Here it comes
Here it is

• Rock
• disappointment
• in your face
• singer-songwriter
• Kansas City