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

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