Soil

There is blood inside my body
There are things I’ll never see
When the doctors cut me open
They will find all the organs I don’t need

But I got this feeling they will find you
Wrapped inside me like a snake
Blowing kisses in the morning while you say
'Ben, don’t be home too late'

We are both just soil, decomposing slowly
I would have never got to this age, if you hadn’t found me
And when you did, I felt relief, a 20 year long exhale
So I don’t mind being soil, decomposing slowly

Decomposing slowly
Decomposing slowly

And as I lay there on the table
They will cut me up inside
They will finally set you free from everything
From all those years of holding tight

We are both just soil, decomposing slowly
I would have never got to this age, if you hadn’t found me
And when you did, I felt relief, a 20 year long exhale
So I don’t mind being soil, decomposing slowly

There is blood inside our bodies
And all these things we’ll never see
But when the doctors cut you open on the table
I got this feeling they’ll find me

We are both just soil, decomposing slowly
I would have never got to this age, if you hadn’t found me
And when you did, I felt relief, a 20 year long exhale
So I don’t mind being soil, decomposing slowly

Decomposing slowly
Decomposing slowly
Decomposing slowly
I would have never got to this age, if you hadn’t found me