s-o-u-t-h-o-f-h-e-a-v-e-n-69

Back in the womb it’s much too real, in pumps life that I must feel
But can’t look forward to reveal, look to the time when I’ll live
Fed through the tube that sticks in me, just like a wartime novelty
Tied to machines that make me be, cut this life off from me

Hold my breath as I wish for death
Oh please God, wake me

Now the world is gone I’m just one
Oh God, help me

Hold my breath as I wish for death
Oh please God help me


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