open wounds in the palms of my hands
festering through infections time. i feel so faint as my life spills over you. back step over glass as i repent. i fear i cannot prevent myself
from spilling your life all over me. go! i'm so sick
so sick of myself. mother
say you'll pray for me. i'm so sick
so sick of myself. i'm premature in my decay. i'm so sick
so sick of myself. mother
say you'll pray for me. i'm so sick
so sick of myself. shards of glass swimming in my eyes. a small voice in the back of my mind
that's whispering words i never want to hear. i pray that you won't hesitate
as you watch me degenerate
in my wounds and extract all of my fear. yeah! i'm so sick
so sick of myself. mother
say you'll pray for me. i'm so sick
so sick of myself. i'm premature in my decay. i'm so sick
so sick of myself. mother
say you'll pray for me. i'm so sick
so sick of myself. my suffocation
asphyxiation. i've been choking on my own blood. my suffocation
asphyxiation. i've been choking on my own blood. i'm so sick
so sick of myself. mother