Plenty

I'll never be ready to meet a memory I'll never be ready to meet a memory A memory that abandoned me Falling silent, going mad I've gone walkabout with the parasites in my head Far too quiet, it's deafening As I pick away at the surface, the itch burns through my skin When the dirt crushes my bones And the worms call me their home If I'm asked to start again I can't pretend I'm ready I can't pretend I've had plenty Drown this broken dream A taste was quite enough for me My mind's too unsteady Stay away from me, please I'll never be ready to meet a memory that abandoned me I'll never be ready to meet a memory that abandoned me When the dirt crushes my bones (I'll never be ready to meet a memory) And the worms call me their home (A memory that abandoned me) If I'm asked to start again I can't pretend I'm ready I can't pretend I've had plenty I'll never be ready to meet a memory A memory that abandoned me I'll never be ready to meet a memory A memory that abandoned me