I can’t hold your hand when you push me away.

My mind holds me captive like their slave.

What must I do to stay alive?

Can I trust this voice I have inside?

Living it up until the birdcage raven eats my rib.

I lay in my own red, my “ribirth” crib.

Drowned aliving the air my lungs taste sweet.

Warm my body up with a cashmere sheet.

The “n’d” I found in the torn vessels that now forms the new sun.

Avoid at all cost or you will rule as the one shunned.

I can’t hold your hand when you push me away.

My mind holds me captive like their slave.

What must I do to stay alive?

Can I trust this voice I have inside?

Living it up until the birdcage raven eats my rib.

I lay in my own red, my “ribirth” crib.

Drowned aliving the air my lungs taste sweet.

Warm my body up with a cashmere sheet.

The “n’d” I found in the torn vessels that now forms the new sun.

Avoid at all cost or you will rule as the one shunned shunned shunned shunned.