Atrophy - The Antlers

You've been living awhile in the front of my skull making orders

You've been writing me rules shrinking maps redrawing borders

I've been repeating your speeches but the audience just doesn't follow

'Cause I'm leaving out words punctuation and it sounds pretty hollow

I've been living in bed because now you tell me to sleep

I've been hiding my voice and my face and you decide when I eat

In your dreams I'm a criminal horrible sleeping around

While you're awake I'm impossible constantly letting you down

Little porcelain figurines glass bullets you shoot at the wall

Threats of castration for crimes you imagine when I miss your call

With the bite of the teeth of that ring on my finger

I'm bound to your bedside your eulogy singer

I'd happily take all those bullets inside you and put them inside of my self

Someone oh anyone tell me how to stop this

She's screaming expiring and I'm her only witness

I'm freezing infected and rigid in that room inside her

No one's gonna come as long as I lay still in bed beside h