My Body Paroles

Like a bottle
Struggle for air
Like a woman
Like a prayer
I'm with
My body

I wear my body
Like a rotted peach
You can have it if
You can handle the stink

(?)
Like a rotted pig on the smoke
(?) A picture of me
Oh and my body

I go guzzled
Scrapped from the wind


(Thanks to Jake for these lyrics)