Butcher

Born Gold

young love how will you know
the bowels of my malice
young love how will you know
the exit that i am

young love how will you know
that my gift’s a tiny violence
young love how will you know
that i’m acting like a man

so fall into my trap
fair scorpion, so rapt
but i wont i won’t i won’t
look smart when you smile

so take the kind words back
be a mirror over sand
cause i want i want i want
only your abandon

young love how will you know
the chasm of ambition
young love how will you know
the fissure of the win

young love how will you know
the streets i swam to lose you
young love how will you know
that i’m acting like a man

young love how will you know
that my gift’s a tiny violence.