LYRIC

[Intro] It began with a mistake
A bribe, a pressure release
To drive toward liberty
Cursed into a vague goodbye

[Verse 1] You've entered the subtlety
Not exact, more deforming
Meanwhile, metamorphosis was unfolding
I'm holding onto anything I find, alright, alright

[Chorus] Sewn it back into the garden
Open your hand, I want to try
Too late to feed us what you harvest
Too tough to cut it with a knife

[Verse 2] What about the 37 degrees
We shared between our sheets and beneath our skin?
Our bodies are vessels for poisoning
But I won't do what I would do to survive, alright, alright

[Chorus] Sewn it back into the garden
Open your hand, I want to try
Too late to feed us what you harvest
Too tough to cut it with a knife

[Interlude] Comin' out, c-c-comin' out

[Chorus] Sewn it back into the garden
Open your hand, I want to try
Too late to feed us what you harvest
Too tough to cut it with a knife

[Outro] My thoughts have vanished to the room of my design
Collecting all of it awry

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