The abortion clinic opened The day after you were born
After you were born
And we drift across Acres of pine trees In hope and memory
Perfectly placed Bones interlaced
But you're deceased The scheme of skin Un-fresh sheets Around me Around me
Oh, save me?
Threadbare and cheap and brurdened As an early ghost to a sullen womb Screaming, in love, in a servant's corridor And I'm not yet born And I'm not yet bornTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.