Antacid with the silver spoon
The speak of needles through a loom
The eye is quick
But your body's sick
Apologies, I've come too soon

I am burrowing inside you
I am safe inside

Your daddy's rich
And grey as stone
A season shy of a broken home

I'd hold you tighter
My hands are tied
You're always hurt and you don't know why

Will you come back when all this is over?
When the sickness has tattooed your shoulders
And you just don't wanna feel like you're wasting all this life
Will you come back when all this is over?