Perfume Genius — 17 lyrics

The page contains the lyrics of the song "17" by Perfume Genius.

Lyrics

Take everything away
This gnarled, weird face
This ripe swollen shape
I want blank
I want frozen lake
I want deep space
Tuck the whole thing
In the body of a violin
String it up on a fence
Cover it with semen
I am done
I am done with it Don’t
Sing me that song
It Will only prolong
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