I need to scratch the bone
Beneath my skin
And rip out second-hand thoughts
Embedded in my brain

A hurricane has thrown me around
Buried my tiny body in the ground
Where I can soak up all the
Wisdom from the dirt

I want to eat the earth
Don't burn me and place me
On the hearth
Before I catch the answers
That always ran from me

Vanity I must disown
I've called it my own
For too long

Now excuse me while I burn
This bleeding song
Dripping with all my
Worldly wrongs


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