I'm a waster, losing time
I'm a foolish, fragile spine
I went 'Oh, he's not mine.'
I want him, but we're not right
In the darkness I meet my creators
They all agree that I'm a suffocator

I should go now, quietly
For my bones have found a place to lie down and sleep
For my legs can become reeds
And my limbs can become trees
And my children can become me
What a mess I leave to follow
To follow
To follow
To follow

In the darkness I meet my creators
They all agree that I'm a suffocator
Suffocator, a suffocator

Oh no, I'm sorry if I smothered you
I'm sorry if I smothered you
I sometimes wish I'd stayed inside my mother
Never to come out
Never to come out
Never to come out