RIP - Emily Haines & The Soft Skeleton

Over my body, some cloak of fire

Hope that I don’t find out this is all

This is over, I’m so not dead

I withhold my consent to be praised

Not about to fade out in the open

Dial down the overdrive

Otherwise top yourself off in time

To sail on in toward

On toward what?

That corner you can’t turn faster so don’t

They fly to you

Won’t say hi to you

Cringing, I hold out for compromise

Oh but then don’t some principles hold like tentacles oh?

But it’s horribly kind have you taken me in

So I’ll do what I can

I’ll do it all

Dial down the overdrive

Otherwise top yourself off in time

To sail on in toward

On toward what?

That corner you can’t turn faster so don’t

They fly to you

Won’t say hi to you

Cringing, I hold out for compromise

Oh but then don’t some principles hold like tentacles oh?

But it’s horribly kind how you’ve taken me in

So I’ll do what I can

I’ll do it all