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Umbilical Ironicy-Written by Meeq
I have this kord around my neck
Convincing threads of skin to come loose
I've tried to receive a breath
Disappointingly little has passed through
My stomach's umbilical is holding my face
She's usually nice - It's an unusual day
Alone you left me here, Forgotten and bleeding
Tell your tomorrow that I never will be
Never meant to be seen, Just a never born child
Silently crying, Watching the hands of the clock remain idle
My only mistake was being conceived
Born to die, an Umbilical Ironicy
Suspended in nothingness, With this kord tearing my neck
My hope is drowning while I'm realizing the sad truth
My fear revealed my birth was never meant
Sorrow resides in thoughts of never seeing you
My face is turning blue, My body's fainting cold
I'm looking to these naked walls for something to hold
Reluctantly accepting this, I loosen my clutching skin
Take one last breath and give in
Never meant to be seen Just a never born child
Silently watching the hands of the clock remain idle
My only mistake was being conceived
Born to die and Umbilical Ironicy
Do the voiceless deserve the chance to be saved
Or are some born to die torn fading stains?
I have this kord around my neck
Convincing threads of skin to come loose
I've tried to receive a breath
Disappointingly little has passed through
My stomach's umbilical is holding my face
She's usually nice - It's an unusual day
Alone you left me here, Forgotten and bleeding
Tell your tomorrow that I never will be
Never meant to be seen, Just a never born child
Silently crying, Watching the hands of the clock remain idle
My only mistake was being conceived
Born to die, an Umbilical Ironicy
Suspended in nothingness, With this kord tearing my neck
My hope is drowning while I'm realizing the sad truth
My fear revealed my birth was never meant
Sorrow resides in thoughts of never seeing you
My face is turning blue, My body's fainting cold
I'm looking to these naked walls for something to hold
Reluctantly accepting this, I loosen my clutching skin
Take one last breath and give in
Never meant to be seen Just a never born child
Silently watching the hands of the clock remain idle
My only mistake was being conceived
Born to die and Umbilical Ironicy
Do the voiceless deserve the chance to be saved
Or are some born to die torn fading stains?
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