Aoid - Ratboys

Oh I couldn’t quite narrate my passing fright

Over losing the fight to write

And I listened with hyper-conscious care

So as to once more earn the right to go there

But something held me down

To the mattress that I stood on

Moving on to a land of broken tongues

Where everyone is empty, but also lives to fill each other

And knowing that I belong there

The time has come to go to Tixis