Disassociation

Cecile Believe

Compositor: Caila Thompson-hannant

I wear a mask when things are good
But when I'm not well
I gotta strip it down to the barest hell
Get to know me best when I'm at my worst

Open up my chest and dish out the dirt
Current events, evidence suggests we're all doomed
And I'm alone in this empty room
And that feels right, apropos for end times

Don't say no, this could be our last night
So kiss my lips, but don't touch my face
I'm dying for your love, child
But only if you behave

You can have every piece of me
Everything but my legs
Cause I might need them again someday
To walk away