Yesterday I called to say
I am unwell
Feels like I've been stuck in time
I feared you'd question if I'd prayed
For my health
Burning as I rise
Oh, to be erased
To have my friends forget my name
Should I vanish in the mire
Should all my pain dissipate
I'll feel the world pass through my face
I am passive with desire
Anxious visions left unfed
Surge and numb
Roses drag across my throat
With less intent than arms half bled in the tub
Relinquishing control
Oh, to be erased
To have my friends forget my name
Should I vanish in the mire
Should all my pain dissipate
I'll feel the world pass through my face
I am passive with desire
