Rot

Think I might not make it through the night
But the rattle in my throat proves that I'm alive
More weight and I won't need to apologize
Who wants to be the one etched in these eyes

When we talk now
I only feel alone
Things you say to me
Of rut and rot and stone

We can pretend that it's dead and we moved on
I can withdraw and deflect and find something new for this blood to be used on
I wish she was invisible like me
I wish she was invisible like me

When we talk now
I only feel alone
Things you say to me
Of rut and rot and stone (when it hits I bury everything)

Rut and rot and stone (when it hits I bury everything)
Rut and rot and stone (when it hits I bury everything)
Rut and rot and stone (when it hits I bury everything)
Rut and rot and stone (when it hits I bury everything)