| Lyrics: | Scratch my leg with a rusty nail, sadly it heals
Colour my hair but the dye grows out
I
can't seem to stay a fixed ideal
Childhood pictures redeem, clean and so serene
See
myself without ruining lines
Whole days throwing sticks into streams
I have crawled
so far sideways
I recognise dim traces of creation
I wanna die, die in the summertime, I
wanna die
The hole in my life even stains the soil
My heart shrinks to barely a
pulse
A tiny animal curled into a quarter circle
If you really care wash the feet of a
beggar
I have crawled so far sideways
I recognise dim traces of creation
I
wanna die, die in the summertime, I wanna die
I have crawled so far sideways
I
recognise dim traces of creation
I wanna die, die in the summertime, I wanna die |
