Original lyrics

EN

I'm a waster, losing time And before liege, fragile spine I went: Oh, he's not mine I want him, we're not right You're the darkness, I meet my creators They all agree that I'm a suffacator I should go now, quietly My bones have found a place to lie down and sleep My legs can become reeds My limbs can become trees My children can become me What a mess I leave to follow To follow, to follow, to follow You're the darkness, I meet my creators They all agree that I'm a suffacator Suffacator, a suffacator Oh, no, I'm sorry if I smothered you I'm sorry if I smothered you Sometimes wish I'd stayed inside my mother Never to come out, never to come out Never to come out