all my life i've lived sticking to this tree remember at the start you feeded off of me brushing up in breezes making that sound i made every season when you were around
the fall i understood swirling to the ground landed in the river not far from the mouth taking all my friends dispersing them feel my skin softening veins appearing thin
something's eating what came from the tree fiber decomposing me how's this chemistry leaving me so warm parasite tendrils ripping me apart ripping me apart
roots suspended in a gelatin my brain is bobbing in it resting heavy ever steady progress is a huge commitment
it's easier here than it is on the surface no feasible smear that you'll need to clean up mastering death is a way to prove worth so just lay on the bottom lest you need to come up (stay here all the time that you need)
currently spun and i'm wrung to nothing currently spun and wrung currently spun and i'm wrung to nothing tomorrows the day that i'll see the sunTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
