Take a look at your friends;
They're all dead or dying
or getting there.
I know it's hard to pretend
that I'm still trying to avoid
all the dreaded space that you create
with the simple math that haunts me in my dreams.
Take a look at your friends;
They're all dead and dying,
and they're never coming back.
I find it's hard to accept the way how the fire died,
but the coals have lasted the entire time.
A low flame. (Well, I notice how you barely burn)
You're//Your gray smoke (You seep inside the lungs and damage everything)
You burn so low.
I'm a cold body underneath the leaves.
Let me decompose like//with the forest I breathe.
Further now,
these roots dig much deeper inside the ground,
so let me sink to the bottom of this home,
so I can relax.
Sing, like you haunt me in my sleep.
Let me go in the woods.
Sing to me like I want you to. (Sing ‘never again')
Sing to me. (Sing ‘never again')
Been tearing all of my seams, disembodied.
Heart of stone quickly sinking beneath,
that's where you'll find me.

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