In a box by the bed
Is some needle and thread
Corduroy cloth and stitching in red
Only the thought in my head
Corduroy cloth with the stitching in red
Though the one that I know
Stands before me even so
Is there anything worse I don't know
Under the bramble we go
Could there be anything worse I don't know
Within repent
I'll care
Within repent
I'll care
Then again then again then again then again then again
Then again then again then again then again then again
Within repent
I'll
Within repent
I'll care
And again
