Sad Nudes

Sad nudes in my room Sad nudes in my room Sad nudes Sad promises from all the clowns you used to soothe Like fools we moved Pick up the phone Take the call from your mother She really wants you to answer Fear is the pivot and shame is on its knees And the more you feel the more you have to lose Sad nudes Sad nudes in my room Sad nudes in my room Sad nudes The settlement is rolling down that mountain soon It moves through you This is your gold and you are the woman Bias beats hard and I don't sleep Factories cold under owner-spectator And the cross you never used becomes the news Sad nudes in my room