Like some sepulchral tableau
I sit frozen holding your hand
Though Im trying to think only
Positive thoughts, understand
That this tomorrow may not
Be there tomorrow that
Your eviscerating, suffering will end
Oh, will you ever be yourself again?
Girl with the flu, I hear the death rheum
She aint doin well
Her eyes they seem cast and fatherless
Her psyches cracked or
Anyhow, she aint speakin now
Nightfall, like some leaden sea
Dilates as I hold vigil by your bed
Watching the pillowcase soaking with sweat around your head
I cant repel this sneaking veil of morbidity
Thats disfiguring the serif of your face
Oh, the organisms been debased
Girl with the flu, I hear the death rheum
She aint doin well
Her eyes they seem cast and fatherless
Her psyches shattered or
Anyhow, she aint speakin now
You scream that the books
Are falling off the shelf onto you
But I cant see them
Your hallucination ravings
Im writing them all down so
You can read them
When your mind no longer aches
And your febrility breaks
Girl with the flu, I hear the death rheum
She aint doin well
Her eyes they seem cast and fatherless
Her psyches cracked or
Anyhow, she aint speakin now
Girl with the flu, I hear the death rheum
She aint doin well
Her eyes they seem cast and fatherless
Her psyches shattered or
Anyhow, she aint speakin now