hawthorne81

Welcome saint horror
Just let them take the lead
Deprive myself of water
Leave me no time to feed
Like perfects to the slaughter
I wish I'd never dragged my feet
A father's blessing to his daughter
Hoping she will find some sleep
But she won't sleep

I'm not important
The corpse I carried here is not my own
I claim my own lent
The flesh I have stretched tightly round my bones
I implore them
It seems there's no real way to let them know
Our needs ignored and
I'll waste away to grasp at some control

Welcome saint horror
Just let them take the lead
Deprive myself of water
Leave me no time to feed

And they won't warn us
They won't stop till they've sold us their last rope
Rather it wasn't brought up
But it's true I'd love to hang on by some hope
So thrilling to give up
I'd lay here til my fucking ribcage shows
But they won't mourn us
Can't waste away to grasp at some control

And exhaust saint horror
Break down on your knees
Won't sit by while they hoard us
Won't let them do as they please



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Writer(s): Lauren Auder, Sylvain Gerbound
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