Coffin
You ate me alive—
Devoured each inch like you thought I was yours
I thought that you said
That you'd treat me like an angel
But angels all fall, and it's always so painful
You cried when I didn't taste just how you wanted
You craved it like fruit, but I guess it was rotten
A pig at the trough, but the trough was a coffin
Take what you can get
To avoid to be alone—
Feel regret
And now I look in the mirror
And I want to turn to dust
How does anyone do this
And not feel disgust?
I never wanted it to be this way
I belong to myself
And that's how it should stay
You can cremate my body
No one can have it anymore
I don't want it to exist
Cause I don't want it to be yours
I never wanted it to be this way
I belong to myself
And that's how it should stay
You can cremate my body
No one can have it anymore
I don't want it to exist
Cause I don't want it to be yours
You ate me alive—
Devoured each inch like you thought I was yours
I thought that you said
That you'd treat me like an angel
But angels all fall, and it's always so painful
You cried when I didn't taste just how you wanted
You craved it like fruit, but I guess it was rotten
A pig at the trough, but the trough was a coffin
(an exercise in forgiveness)
(devil)
Devoured each inch like you thought I was yours
I thought that you said
That you'd treat me like an angel
But angels all fall, and it's always so painful
You cried when I didn't taste just how you wanted
You craved it like fruit, but I guess it was rotten
A pig at the trough, but the trough was a coffin
Take what you can get
To avoid to be alone—
Feel regret
And now I look in the mirror
And I want to turn to dust
How does anyone do this
And not feel disgust?
I never wanted it to be this way
I belong to myself
And that's how it should stay
You can cremate my body
No one can have it anymore
I don't want it to exist
Cause I don't want it to be yours
I never wanted it to be this way
I belong to myself
And that's how it should stay
You can cremate my body
No one can have it anymore
I don't want it to exist
Cause I don't want it to be yours
You ate me alive—
Devoured each inch like you thought I was yours
I thought that you said
That you'd treat me like an angel
But angels all fall, and it's always so painful
You cried when I didn't taste just how you wanted
You craved it like fruit, but I guess it was rotten
A pig at the trough, but the trough was a coffin
(an exercise in forgiveness)
(devil)
Credits
Writer(s): Elise Angel Serafin
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