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