Live and Not Die

I don’t really care what you think as I look up at the rusted sink

Youthful eyes and awful things

Mixed with wine and offerings

My mother and my father do the best they can crossing the street holding my hands

Oh I try to live and not die

Sleeping on your floor beside your bed

Constant fear inside my head

Getting higher and higher to feel the tread

In the curves of life that want me dead

No one ever found me in the woods

The wolf stumbled thru took all he could

Oh I try to live and not die