Babes, mom. I gotta look cool.
i kneel in a pew and plead with god/ i’ve cradled death in my hands/ i knew his shudder before he entered/ his will stronger than god’s demands
i kneeled until i could collapse/ i offered up all but my judgement day/ death deflates you until you can’t stand/ so i stay kneeling with nothing more to say
instead i pray there’s a place in the dark/ i’d like to see them all again/ the precious are too undeserving of this life/ threatened with one month until their end
i’m surrounded by people but none of them friends/ they talk and i answer but it’s just a trade/ they swap stories but i’m on the outside/ i sit through parties wondering why i stayed
i’m surrounded by social interactions i’ve never understood/ i’m surrounded by smiles and laughs i can’t replicate/ i’m exhausted and i’m drowsy and i just can’t think/ i’m left behind as the conversations accelerate
i hate to be the cliche that’s dead on the inside/ i know i’m alive, i just can’t feel anything/ numbness has never been strange to me/ i close my eyes and let everyone’s words ring
Cosmo Susie 