I close the door
I close the door
Shouldn't burn yet
No it won't
But the wires get hotter
It's sure to get hotter
My palms are glowing
My palms are, oh
This is hot meat
This is metallic blood
This is hot meat
This is open sweat
I'm gonna show you with my fingers
With her fingers
I'll have to draw with the eye
Draw with the eyes
With your own breath
With her own breath 'huff and puff'
I'll tear your lungs
This is hot meat
This is metallic blood
Here is hot meat
Open sweat
Well I'll be damned
If this ain't the country and
Western version of cold sweat
I heard it ago
It's bad, bad, bad
But in this side of the blackest meadows
I make my winter dwelling
And there, I crush my bones
This is hot meat
This is metallic blood
Is hot meat
Uh open sweat
I'll sail out the window
I'll sail out the window
I'll walk down the edge
I will not finish
'til I'm fully satisfied
This is hot meat
This is metallic blood
This is hot meat
This is open sweat
This is hot meat
This is metallic blood
Hot meat
Open sweat