In My Stomach

In this shadow, I shrink and it knows
I can't move, it is making me cold
And it grows in my stomach like mold
It keeps me just sick enough to stay home

Kill the lights, curtains cover closed blinds
Build a wall of stone and steel that will never come down
Let the dust colonize just like James the First
There will be no blood this time
In silence I'm yours, twice dead-bolt the doors

I've been followed by a face marked with pain
It came close once and he just learned my name
Every day he grows taller, he looks down at my heart
And through my throat, he could reach in and pull me apart

He gets wise when he contacts my eyes
He can see right through to everything, the black in my veins
And his sounds resonate up and down
Like a march through me, this battlefield
There's just not much left, so silence the rest

In this shadow, I shrink
And it knows, I can't move, I can't sleep
Terrified by my own bloodshot eyes
So, I'll wait here and pray
I pray that I was all wrong about prayer
And I do know that this is truly tired

It still grows in my stomach like mold
It keeps me just sick enough to stay home, all alone