Why do you taste like sweetened soil
How does it hurt
Why does it please me
Why do you wring my wretched soul
I come undone
I come undone
Know not what to do
As I taste wretched soil
You stave off decay
Heart pummeling brain
How do you sleep
Not nuzzled between
My pruned & wretched soul
and my arms wide for you
Choices made for higher thought
Now grit my chest anew
I did right by me
I did right by morality and you
So why does it haunt my head
Why do I wring my wretched soul
Why do you taste like sweetened soil
Why do I long, why do I long