I'm a zombie in my body
I'm a train off of the track
I feel dirty, I feel rotten
And the colors are all flat
I'm a sad shell of a woman
And I've got maggots for brains
But that's just the thing that happens
When my
When my baby goes away🗡️
When my baby goes away
He goes away
Everything feels moldy
Like the fruit that's in my fridge
And everything that's funny
I wish I could tell to him
And sometimes at a low point
I even wish for a tragedy
'Cause I know he'd come over
And take real good care of me♥️
It's weird, he's not here