There is a place between your shoulder and chest Which I would rather not leave And when you let the drippings of the thing Fall around me, I am just awake and afraid And screaming your name Fuck, if your one sliced hand is not the keeper of the back of my neck I came alive this morning with the pit in my stomach Because I rolled to the other side If I missed you in the night I guess I'm Going to Minnesota, huh? I guess I'm going to Minnesota, huh? Keeping your mouth real dry So that my words will not dissolve on your tongue, but I don't need to talk by some disgusting accident of communion Fuck my feet, I'm trying to cross the stream but they keep Going to Minnesota, huh? I guess I'm going to Minnesota, huh? ♪ I'm sneaking up without my manners Scripture sink my teeth into the book Where you keep your secrets about me Kissing to trick you into Easing your grip, so I can steal that shit and take it Home from Minnesota with me I guess I'm going to Minnesota, huh? ♪ (Yeah)