[Verse 1]
Failed every period
Did baroque badly
Afraid of blood
Dream was too lonely

[Pre-Chorus]
I chose keeping it together
In these IKEA white walls
Of my post-war Nordic silence
But only desire is real

[Chorus]
(I must find) I must find some kind of art form (Some kind of art form)
Where I can call my tongue (Where I can call my tongue)
Back from the underground (Back from)
There are multitudes (The underground)
There are multitudes

[Verse 2]
In the doctor's office
Speculum pulls me open
Spacing my space
Accidental sci-fi
Regulating my aperture
Vagin savant
[Pre-Chorus]
Some people find it painful
But all I feel is connected
All I feel is connected

[Chorus]
(There must be) There must be some kind of art form (Some kind of art form)
(Where I can call) Where I can call my blood (My blood)
There are multitudes
There are multitudes
There are multitudes

[Outro]
(There are) Don't be afraid
It's only blood