Tainted and weak with a glow
It's fine how you shine out below
Strangers are stranger to you
You'd swear through your eyes onto them
But don't you try to breathe
Don't you try to see
You love how you turn to regress
It pains you to love what you do
The world savagely comforts you
You're picked off in wonderful ways
But don't you try to stop
Don't you try to die
We wished you'd service for us
Pleading and pleasing for now
Black skirts and love made to wear
Short lived and borrowed with care
But don't you try to run
Don't you start to pray