Like a Child Hiding Behind Your Tombstone - Slothrust

Drink seltzer, smoke weed

When you can’t sleep

Think about shooting birds

Everyone has got a violent streak

I think my face looks like glass

But my body feels plastic

Melt me into a bottle

I wish that I was a baby

Sucking on myself

Boogie down to the water

I thought that maybe

I could be the lake’s daughter

Because I float like an infant

Inside of it

Wait it’s too late

It’s got nothing to take from me

I feel like a child

Hiding behind your tombstone

But the graveyard’s not lonely

Plus, who doesn’t love

A good cemetery

I feel like a fetus

Because my eyes are not open

And I don’t have fingernails

Can’t claw my way out of anyone

Or anything

Help me under the water

My lungs are filling with plankton

But the lake is not lonely

No need for you to come with me