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