I'm getting caught in the corners/Of her Vermilion Borders/She's moving backwards and forwards/And she's ugly when she's insecure/That makes her beautiful/Low Country Days/There's batgirl picking her hands and ready to burst on her face/A Rose-colored freeway/There's fat curve, covered in sand and dying of thirst/I'm water to the slaughter/I'm getting caught in the corners/Of her Vermilion Borders/She's moving backwards and forwards/And she's ugly when she's insecure/That makes her beautiful/Low Country Wars/There's a demon she's drinking and thinking of running away,/ I'm listening/Again, again, again and she's calling/And the Sirens, screaming behind me, are drawing me in/I'm losing, or am I winning/I'm getting caught in the corners/Of her Vermilion Borders/She's moving backwards and forwards/And she's ugly when she's insecure/That makes her beautiful.
