I'm sorry but your body's about to give up

But oddly i'm a hard copy of what you're about

You can go now

Cause i've out to write down all your junks

Wish all your smokes i saw what's left of your ropes

And heat them up for the folks that never knew ya

I'm sorry but my body is holding up fine

And you're not me you'll never top me even as i decline

Quit your performing and your non conforming

Your therapist allegations i find deeply boring

I don't care to look at your sour face

Or over a boil that every morning

You can't remember a thing i just said

Oh you can say is you wish you were dead

I'm lucky i can recall anything at all

But i remember

You never rolled

You never called

Now listen you told me i'm going to help

All my sins i wept and you said

Bring on the violin

What i said was you can go to hell

I always gave you options

God i feel unwell

For gin toddy and our bodies would even the score

I'm sorry my memory's body have we met before

I can't quite place you

But with that face you will define in this world

Oh mom you're stronger

You have lived longer than i ever wanted to

I know you want me to go soon

My heart is broke in two

Oh but when it breaks you gotta make sure it breaks

Open Everything that isn't spoken

All the things that i've sure known

The hurt and the hope has broken

To tell you that you were chosen

Carry on my son

What i set into motion