Cerce Dreary
I wish my bed
Would swallow me whole
I wish I could sink right in
And disappear
Disappear so no one can see my crying
Disappear so I don't have to feel
The guilt of not being able to
Get out of bed
Don't let them see my ribs
Don't let them see my blood
Don't let them see my wet face and puffy eyes
My mind is restless
And I wish I could turn it all off
I wish I could turn it all off
Exactly eight years later
Who would've thought
My bed would still be made
A coffin
Lived a little, so content
And a full year of bliss
But now I'm ready to crawl back in
I'm exactly where it all began
A circle of lifе and death
All in one f..cking lifetimе
Well I'm amazed I even made it
This far
Don't let them see my ribs
Don't let them see my blood
Don't let them see the bottle of pills
And purge, purge, purge
All over the floor