Yfirborð

Song of the day;;

→ Daughter - Smother

I'm wasted, losing time

I'm a foolish, fragile spine

I want all that is not mine

I want him but we're not right

In the darkness I will meet my creators

And they will all agree that I'm a suffocator

I should go now quietly

For my bones have found a place to lie down and sleep

Where all my layers can become reeds

All my limbs can become trees

All my children can become me

What a mess I leave

To follow

In the darkness I will meet my creators

And they will all agree, I'm a suffocator

Suffocator

Oh no

I'm sorry if I smothered you

I sometimes wish I'd stayed inside my mother

Never to come out

Jännä miten joskus biisit sopii omaan elämään tosi osuvasti.

DREAMING.