sábado, 25 de abril de 2015

Smother (Daughter)

i'm wasted losing time
i'm a foolish, fragile spine
i want all that is not mine
i want him but we're not right

in the darkness i will meet my creators
and they will all agree, that i'm a suffocator

i should go now quietly
for my bones have found a place to lie down and sleep
where all my layers can become reeds
all my limbs can become trees
all my children can become me
what a mess i leave
to follow

in the darkness i will meet my creators
and they will all agree, that i'm a suffocator

i'm sorry if i smothered you
i'm sorry if i smothered you
i sometimes wish i'd stayed inside my mother
never to come out

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