Dogs Laying Around Playing

I’m stuck downtown, there’s no train for where I want to be. '
Cause you won’t be at the station waiting for me
For heaven I’m a failure, for earth I’m as good as anyone else, for me I’m as
good as you or your mother tells
I got stuff in my hair I have difficulty seeing with my eyes
But I can hear my unborn daughter clearly when she cries
My murder is never my giving birth is all the time
My living is you now, and a wound with salt and lime
Yeah, my living is you now, and a wound with sugar and lime!