I live in harmony with worms,
Underneath the dirt and the soil.
My home away from noise.

I want wake up there.
I wish they'd make a grave.

The guilt I feel for this.
I'm clean, but my world's a mess.
I wait, I wait for it.
Your ghost, I wish it haunted me.
These last few months I felt a lack of love.
I felt the weight drop down on us.

I want wake up there.
I wish they'd make a grave.
I wish you knew I cared.
It hurts to say your name.