I’m wasted, losing time
I’m a foolish, fragile spine
I want all that is not mine
I want him but we’re not right

In the darkness I will meet my creators
And they will all agree, that I’m a suffocator

I should go now quietly
For my bones have found a place
to lie down and sleep
Where all my layers can [bad word] reeds
All my limbs can [bad word] trees
All my children can [bad word] me
What at mess I leave
To follow [x4]

In the darkness I will meet my creators
They will all agree, I’m a suffocator

Suffocator [x2]
Oh no
I’m sorry if I smothered you [x2]
I sometimes wish I’d stayed inside
My mother
Never [bad word] out