I am gutless, emptied out.
Water my insides, they've dried out.
Will this ever taste the same again?

Can you feel me crawl inside you?

I breathe in glass, my lungs they itch.
I swallow knives, my stomach's numb.
I'm shitting blood. I cough up words.

I nurse my drink.
I'm buried in oblivion.

I'm cut and dried.
Handle me with care.
I'm fiber glass.

I can't fuck
no matter how
much I want you.

Scratch all you want,
I'm not walking away.