Bog People

why askwhy not it goes with this nightso will it ever
stopwill it always be this hardthere will always be
a jar of ashthere will always be an unfit mindthere
will always be a lonely sonthere will always be a humiliated
little girlwhy askis there any reasonwhy askif it’ll
just let upwhy askis there any reasonwhy askif it’ll
just let upup up up upthere will always be a headless
neckthere will always be happinessthere will always
be a handless wrist to crushthere will always be a
hopeful heart to disrespectwhy askis there any reasonwhy
askif it’ll just let upwhy askis there any reasonwhy
askif it’ll just let upup up up up