I undress all common sense, place a battery on my tongue
Try and recall all of the feelings I know
Plunge an anchor to a thought, harbour all elated joy
Drift weightlessly in and out of the void
[Chorus]
And I cuddle
Velvet-wrapped memories of childhood
Sorbolene, bracken and conkers
Soaking in vinegar
Death do us part
And churn my head into butter
[Verse 2]
Cannonball into the calm, waiver all lingering doubt
Feel the sun hit on the roof of my mouth
Do you think that when you die, you get a list of what you've done?
So you can watch yourself back, growing up
[Chorus]
And I cuddle
Velvet-wrappеd memories of childhood
Sorbolenе, bracken and conkers
Soaking in vinegar
Death do us part
And churn my head into butter