Over on the other side
I can taste the blood on your words
Dripping over every word
You don't care about me
You can't see me anymore
Undercover twisting dreams out of trees
I can taste the salt in your voice
Saying whats the point
I cant grow up
I cant decompose fast enough
I'm just sinking in the mud
Sinking in the mud
Feel the heat the time it takes
To grow into those teeth you make
When demons sleep a worry breaks
My neck into place and into space
We float away with ways so strange
And tired now we become plain
And welcome pain without complaint
The past is just a dream
It rained today
Feel the decay
Just in case