Emptied out on the balcony A distant hum in the quiet street
A flicker in the dark
I used to be a ghost trapped in a body
I don't think I'm supposed to be
Showing up like this
Oh, you can have your way with me
Blood and blood and atrophy
Give me a lobotomy to make me feel okay
Yay.
myself to secrecy the silence is
The death of me And I could only
Let it be Turning
Wait.
A curse for all eternity
Thank you.
Away.
If I could have a time machine I'd
Hold myself as a baby
I hope that she'd be proud of me, oh
But didn't let her down
