Suture

As you sow, so shall you reap
But I will take you down with me
Lay it out and play by ear
And talk until you disappear

There, you
So there, you go

So, don't mind the fact we cannot see the future
Held up in the threads that barely hold the suture
I can't heal you

Take a breath occlude the sleep
The present tense just pills she needs
Talk until we disappear
The length of us replaced by fear

There, you
So there, you go

Oh thank fucking christ we cannot see the future
Held up in the threads that barely hold the suture
I can't heal you



Credits
Writer(s): Mark Ukura
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