There was another I could see into
I never wanted to get out of this bed
I took a step back I could see my face
It's changed
Mother I've been growing sicker
I'm just tied down in my head
I've been coping with coming unbloomed
I'm balanced on a stone or on a tomb
Mother I've been growing sicker
I'm just tied down in my head
I've been coping with coming unbloomed
I'm balanced on a stone or on a tomb
It's just another thing I couldn't get right