Big Sky - Milk Teeth

I spend a lot of my days

In those chair-bound rooms, passed out

There’s a lot of time to kill

And too much I waste

Surrounded by soul stealing dementor

At least I’m never completely alone

I guess

The background’s loud

So there’s a silence in my head

Wish I could flourish

But I’m already feeling dead

Wish I could nourish

The parts of me that aren’t there

Aren’t there

My heart goes out

Heads get blessed

And you become smaller as people fill up

Swollen, heavy, ready to birth

Show natures curse

I’m not putting myself first