Disease I fell to sleep on my knees I bit my tongue off in time for a brunch Or a 4 course meal touch, just to bleed But I won't let you down In heat, I'm a cart in the corner A benefit concert for eating disorders But nothing has changed and yet nothing will stay the same I won't let you down
Plant the seeds within the weeds Plant the seeds
Disease I fell to sleep on my needs I missed your face from the moment I lied From the first tear you cried Now I'm begging and pleading but nothing is working I bleed I planted every last seed I water daily but nothing is growing There's no change worth showing I've fallen apart, I've rolled up in the corner to die
