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42 days in this state Homesickness at its core I close my eyes and ears like a newborn kit And I hold my breath as I sink faster than ever before I can't help but summon someone I don't feel safe when I'm alone If only my blankets would come and swallow me whole Like a monster that feeds off of all the guilt I own Return me to where you found me And kiss me before you go My dollhouse has gathered so many cobwebs The cеiling dips down low Abandoned are things that my memory can't bеar to love The pansies are dying and all the young girls play too rough Don't wanna love the things That nobody can talk about I'm scared to be shunned for the parts of me that are not clean I'm still covered in dirt from all of the times I was too mean So, tonight I'm a curled fawn Sweet Bambi drowned deep in his tears I swallow my agony, hope it will be gone by dawn But in the morning I wake up to see its carcass on the lawn Return me to where you found me And kiss me before you go Even though I'm aching to return home I'll still say I'll miss you so Abandoned are things that my memory can't bear to love The pansies are dying and all the young girls play too rough The pansies are dying and all the young girls play too rough