you can;t swallow what you;ve seen
see me there before you
& if i heal in time
try not to stare too much.

surrounded by tubes & things
this heart machine knows me well
when my lungs begin to fill up
don;t turn away in sorrow.

'cause i;ve known this too long
when does death follow?
i;m helpless, breathless
yeah, i;ll see you tomorrow.

roll me over when i get sick
change my bed when i pss
drug me up when i;m screaming
i;ve had far too much of this.

put my bed down
turn the lights down low
won;t you kill me softly?
please delete my misery.

music: metric; wet blanket
mood: fucking weird