As I lay here growing, the lines of my body so thin.
I'll hook my heart up to her eyes so I can see you clearly.
I'm starving, I'm shaking for your touch, can you even hear me?
She's distant, you're fevered, just please don't you ever leave me.
And while I bathe in her chest, don't give up just yet.
Nine months to shape inside this temporary home, now I feel her heart slow.
Will you let her suck out my lines?
Guiding me to fade away.
Will you let her suck out my lines?
Guiding me to fade away to a burial place.
Her body rejected me, now all that's left of me, a frail figure and a silent heartbeat.
After the body's clean, they have to scrub the seams to make room for me to sleep.
An unrequited hymn that you continue to sing, even though you know there's still nothing left.
I will waste away to fear, there's no more life residing here, I will consume misshapen bones and you'll forever be alone.
She didn't want me so I let my heart go as they grabbed my limbs.
Was I real?
Tell me was I real?
I will rot alone.
