The paper reads
I must have died
I hope I knew what to fight for
Cause now it has cost my life
Ive grown to feel for the traitor
Now I greet the invader
Tears to moss on the floorboards
It rings out dry
Could u Please give me something
To wait out the night
While I sweat out this high
Im proud ive kept myself off it
Ive come to agreement with
These horns of mine
Theres no use changing the topic
Once the words hit the target
I break and cry
So blessed are we
In this house of moss
The damage soaks within the walls
The heavy parts are falling off
And growing new in place of rot
So dance with me and turn me on
U look of someone id have loved
I soak it in and chop it off
So blessed are we
In this house of moss
So blessed are we
In this house of moss
The damage soaks within the walls
The heavy parts are falling off
And growing new in place of rot
So dance with me and turn me on
U look of someone id have loved
I soak it in and chop it off
So blessed are we
In this house of moss