03:05
I could hear them pick
at all their scabs
the healing wounds
they never had
the voices that
I’d like to hear one day they like
to keep me close
into the stars
I wandered far
into the dark
into the rip
it tears me apart
I wandered far
into the dark
into the rip
I know, I don’t have much
a metal frame
a sheltered life
minimal touch
my fingers twitch
they want to scratch
the glowing itch
I wandered far
into the dark
into the rip
it tears me apart
I wandered far
into the dark
into the rip
I wandered far
into the dark
into the rip