gotta scrape a layer off my bones
Dig a ditch into my skull
Purge your voice from my veins
I'll Wash my skin with my tears
till you drip pour drain
Erase your face from my dreams
You're capital and I'm state
I'm dead for now till reconstruction
Demolish your monument
All in attempt to disown the hurt
Because you shook me till tremor became my still
But My safety was in crime scenes
With siren songs mistaken for lullabies
And my mind is a trap for
All the hopes
And the hurting
Because you shook me till tremor became my still
Because you took me till captive became my free