Molt

Rectify what's mine
The cancer's bleeding through
I can't find a reason not to let go and
It's alright, it's fine
No one should be worried at all
Always the punchline
I'll take the fall, I'm
Waiting for my moment to come
The moment to molt and become someone
Yeah

Whichever way I lay to sleep
These better days are wasting away
Whatever way they enter me
I feel conquered
I am left beaten down

Above me is grace
I am running in place
No fear to be frayed
I'm afraid I won't waste
Your fingers inside her
My future made brighter
Through eyelids peeled wider
I'll see through this nightmare

Fuck

I'm waiting
Screaming through the nights to become something better
Something that can love someone
If withdrawal and mood swings won't force me to change
Then it's better this tumor wants to take me away

Goodbye everybody
I'm leaving you now
I'll be seeing you soon
And if I don't, I tried my best
Fuck it