Mattressroach - Tiny Velvet Box Lyrics

I hung my clothes through holes in the drywall
The shrill shiver of bleeting pride
Crammed in a container only double the size of a matchstick box
Her arms swarmed my body like hentai octopi
Cradled in the right hand, holding a secret
Some kind of joke to me, to her, I don't know
But it will divert the traditions of our course

We sat cross legged at a table stained with the previous couple's food
What a mess they made
Not as big as the mess I kept in my back pocket
Waiting for the cue
She kept smiling I kept pushing her to what she thought was romance
What I saw as comedy
Just hold your hands out it's fine
Imagine it's chicken

After our meal her surprise lead to shock as I held out the velvet box
Mouth gaping wider than your teen daughter giving it her first try
It was funnier in my head
More appropriate here a little more morbid
But that's what I had hoped for
She said nothing on the drive home
I tried to reach between her thighs and ask her to forgive
Her reply was subtle amusement with rejection
What was on her mind?

Woke up in the middle of the night, couldn't feel my hands or legs
They were chained
Screaming out "what's going on" and "how did I get here" to somewhat of a reply
She lay naked beside me grinning a grin that sent a viscous regret to my stomach
You get what you deserve when you play with fire
She stood up before me, holding the box
Now empty, having taken hold
I watched countless different legs crawl out from inside her
As she began some kind of ritual
Legs back eggs out, "here's what I think of your gift"
Hundreds of little eggs seeping out of her crawlspace, choreographed perfectly
Barefeet over newborns
Crunching them between her toes
This is what I think of your gift

Open wide, open wide
Stuffing mouthful of sludge, slime, and toenail grease
I kept trying to repel the feeling of attraction I felt
This isn't funny anymore
Let's just cut it short