When I was a baby
I could close the world up
In fleshy pink mitts
Now the world flays the infant palms
And the bones drip out in its spit

When I was small
I reached up so high
And grasped at the morning star
Now the wormwood topples down on me
And smashes all my parts

When I was a child
My bones spread out
Like peacock feathers alive
Now the feathers wilt like cancerous boils
Leaving sagging pores in my hide

When I was of age
I saw a gate so wide
And a path so broad for the taking
But the road to everything led to a cliff
Where I sprawled out naked and aching

Now that I’m old I see the light
And I see it was never there
Everything leads to nothing nowhere
And I don’t even care


Lyrics submitted by squirrelofdoom22

The Death (Anorexia) song meanings
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