Laura Stevenson - The Wheel lyrics

Starts of dreams
I'm able to breathe underwater
Someone's daughter's sugar
Southern-weather voice with Lucky Strikes
She tries to cover the smell
Cover the noises of his mouth
Blur out the planes of his face
Cover the noises he makes

There's a man and I hate him plainly
Nothing fancy in how glad I
Watched them bury him but ever since then
I can feel him all around me
Clawing like a crowd
Like the weather sucks me in
And spit's me out
Understand I am only as he made me
A faithful servant to all of the noise
All of the lights
All the flashing in my head
The sound of his mouth, loud as a crowd
And you're lucky that you're dead
Because clemency is tugging me
But, I'm sorry that she's weak

Because I won't be merciful
Like what got you first in your throat
I will be real, real slow
Just like a wheel, turn over
I'm like a wheel i'm like a wheel

I'll be real, I'll be real
I'll turn over like a wheel