Chara Reyna - What's Killing Me

Sacred ways
Bedroom gaze

Draped in black
Vagrant act
Mind in tact, oh
Won't come back

He came back but now he's soulless
Really thought I wouldn't notice
Reaping vital heat, no purpose
I don't think I'm a good person
Why this happens, I'm uncertain
Saw the gleams behind a curtain
Gauze on my head, looks like a turban
Harvester; with this, my sermon
Make me feel like Joseph Merrick
Feudal hermit and a cleric
Dip my brittle bones in acid
Snub my hope out, make me passive
Can't see much, my sight's impaired
Push me down a flight of stairs
I can't even speak out loud
Now that you are not around

Oh well
I reap the seeds I sow
Coy grin, harvest what I know

Written by:
Chara Reyna

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