“Acid”
written by Glen Phillips
Something in you I could never know
You make a bed of lies you sleep alone
Tell me something true

Would you tell me it was not your fault
With all we trusted in you torn apart
It hurts to talk to you
You were supposed to be the one
To watch over the others

Don’t want my anger, I don’t want to blame
Wish I could pretend that everything’s the same
Of all the hunger you could not contain
It hurts to talk to you
You were supposed to be the one
To watch over the others

I’m not your judge awaiting your confession
I have no right
I’m out of my league
The name of love
The shame of indiscretion

Could we just stop, pick up, clean

Give you, try to, bring up, save

NOTES: This is a Coil outtake later released on the various artists compilation MOM II/Music For Our Mother Ocean (1997).