My Number Is Expired - Illdisposed

Is it thirteen?

Is it number ten?

When life had just begun

Is it my brother?

Born in '79

My two-year daughter, or the one I left behind

They lie and smile insist

Better place wanted

I can feel your eyes, burning, in my mind

Expire

Dead

Running

Pulling

Plugging

Doing

Chastity

I promise not

In figure

Naked

Sweating

Bleeding

All forsaken

Promise

Nothing

Nothing

The ramblings of a madman

Poison

Words

Naked

Sweating

Nothing

Nothing

Poison

Nothing

They pull you out it’s very intimate

To think they even make the time

All is not to be forgotten