elevated higher than the secrets you demand
or should i write a novel just to make you understand?
(hold my hand)
do i walk through walls? do i plant the seeds real good inside?
and should i even be nervous that i love my state of mind?
(hyperaware)
i can feel the knife in me as it slices through my lung
is this abuse i'm feeling now or the love of my only son?
now you sleep underground curled up like a fetus
take comfort in knowing that the world is opaque
when you find your mistake let heaven know slowly
the rules are bent and shaped around people like you
let me stitch your birthing scars let me rest your aching limbs
until my brain is a drone of the thieves you're trusting in
(static sin)
sing his lullabies my dear but my thoughts are so obscene
and should i read your palms or drench myself in gasoline?
(set me free)
never speaking not even opening his eyes
lived for nothing died for all the people i despise
there are fingers wrapped up in your mouth and in your heartbeat
your lungs pulse so coarsely and your breath is screeching
in your chamomile smile, there's the land of milk and honey
if you only could stay awake to see the sun rise
dry your eyes son, you are free now, you are free here and now
don't waste the moonchild, you don't deserve this, you don't deserve hell
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