Clara’s Mouth

Broken bracelet lying in the tall grass

Dig a grave with my hand behind my back

I'm in pain will you kill me

Slip back in my wrist breaking

I hate the sound it makes

Clara is not ok in her own skin

I hate the sound it makes

Clara is not ok in her own skin

Slick back hair he's an amateur heartthrob

Fell from the ceiling and turned Jeopardy on

Adrenaline will you save me

Salted rim my heart racing to leave here with you

I hate the sound it makes

Clara is not ok in her own skin

I hate the sound it makes

Clara is not ok in her own skin

I tried to stand in

But I couldn't read your palms

With innocent hands

I cover my eyes

Inside Clara's mouth

She tries to spit me out