When will my body catch up with me?
When will the mushrooms grow among my arm hair with my decomposing soul?
When will my hollow chest find a critter to curl into it?
When will I realize I only feel like dying?
I'm not dead yet.
When will my body catch up with me?
When will the mushrooms grow among my arm hair with my decomposing soul?
When will my hollow chest find a critter to curl into it?
When will I realize I only feel like dying?
I'm not dead yet.