they'll clap when you're gone

i can feel the walls closing in and i don’t want to talk anymore, wish i could quietly slip away

and leave you here with no void, the only reason i stay is to care for you everything else in me has atrophied, and i am cold and painless now, i want to live but i feel nothing

when can i die, when can i go, when will i be free, when will i know, when can i run – my legs are bound, when can i go, when can i go, was born a blackened seed in the wild and i never was a child.

i was pulled right out of the sea and the salt – it never left my body, someone opened me up while i was sleeping and filled my body right up with sand i carry a heaviness like a mountain

it forces me to remain

alive and ugly, alive and ugly

alive and ugly, alive and ugly

when can i die, when can i go, when will i be free, when will i know, when can i run, my legs are bound, can i leave here, knowing you’ll be strong without me

they’ll clap when you die ... they’ll love you when you’re dead ... and they’ll understand and you’ll be forgiven then

"Chelea Wolfe - They'll clap when you're gone"