Wheel - Peter Wolf Crier

I’m a wheel

Rusted unrestrained hope

By a noose slip

Hung upon my own rope

I said you’re right

I said you’re right

Falling out in names

Suffocate enclosures

All is feral

Vengeful lust exposures

I said you’re right

I said you’re right

I fear you now

I fear you now

What is love (lover lust)

When it pins (will you pin)

Down your arms?

(down my arms?)