You want my soul so I gave you all I had left in me
I live in dust so I can’t see past this
And all at once, arranged in sondries
The parts in those
fall asleep
haunting me
You have my soul, you gamed it when I gave up on me
So I sit around, make all these sounds, and recover me
To turn me out, to find the sounds that will set you free
falling free
talking to me