Poor Animal - Zola Jesus

I feel my hold on the ground

Take me under

Take me down

I am warm with surprise I know

It’s the same every time

I am bold but I don’t matter

What my name is

Where I rise

It’s the same when I leave and when I arrive

I’m not allowed to feel alright

I will not lie in a row

Perfect little line

Get right

We are small and we don’t know

Nothing changes

When you’re gone

We are delusional

Poor animal

I am not your savior

Save me please

I am not your savior

Save me please

We are delusional

Poor animal