| I am a prisoner here weave the synthetic |
| when wrapping up my wrists I don’t truly |
| dream when you’re near loosen aesthetics |
| remain asphyxiated on the paint peeling |
| back from the door now I can see you for |
| what you are she drew the shape on the |
| floor now I can see the full spectrum how |
| can I feel existential dread, it’s my fear I am |
| eternal hurt me with your mouth make me |
| settle down whispering the words on the |
| wind as they blow heartbeat in the nest, |
| pressure on my chest where did all the signs |
| of the dissonant go and when they tell me |
| they pray for me and they lack a |
| certain empathy the enemy hits me so low so the |
| circles on the ground make me settle down |
| hurt me, give me something from nothing |
| this is the lie that you come from meet me |
| down in the mud she is the mother and she |
| loves it when we all hurt each other proud that her children are weak |
| I am a language that you have hidden in a syllable and now you’re |
| refusing to speak I don’t even cry anymore hurt me with your mouth |
| make me settle down whispering the words on the wind as they blow |
| heartbeat in the nest, |
| pressure on my chest where did all the signs of the dissonant go and |
| when they tell me they pray for me and they lack a certain empathy |
| the enemy hits me so low so the circles on the ground make me settle |
| down hurt me, give me something from nothing this is the lie that you |
| come from my skin crawls my chest |
| heaves punish me it’s the effect of the mara |