[instrumental]

i paid food my rent/with a generous tip/from a lonely airforce pilot/i try to grab a second/like a moth/only to clasp a volume of air

as rotting matter/i will make a good mother/wet nurse to carrion feeders/sucking from my/wither and warp

enough to make me smile this time

they will chew and suck you dry/within an inch of your life/you don’t have to let them/you don’t have to lay down and let them/is there anybody there/who’s willing to look them in the eyes

a landfill/a rat’s nest/a girl/queen of machines/they never leave/singularity/why would you bother going outside/when all the grass is dead?

nothing good ever happens here/just a conduit for hatred and fear/can’t escape, the windows are sealed shut/relegated to a life of breathing dust/cries for sanctuary go unheard