glimpsing recollections of past emotion
did I truly ever feel them, did I,
ever really feel that way about you and I?
Oh I don't know anymore!
What have I become, an animal, an animal!
I stick with instinct, and instinct said to let you go,
just so you know, I work as a creature of mistakes
taking every chance to fuck up,
but in this kill or be killed world
I climb slowly away from
the bottom of the food chain,
where I feed lies to predators to survive
and vultures pick at what I leave behind
and my touch will make dust from this vine.
So stay away, away, stay away I say.
Stay away, stay away, away I say.
you need to get as far from me
as you can get unless you like regret
and fear and pain and tears
and loss and the death of years.
I leech the life from this land
it is something I can't understand
how everything is secondhand
and i'm just reusing the useless.
Faking teeth like the toothless,
where is my spine, where is my...?
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