My Potector کے بول

MY POTECTOR You've been keeping your distance Infected as I am I'll come wounded and careless Crawling back to you Crumbling down under spotlights For I am weak like you Scent of placenta We're heading back to the source The houselights fade out A perfect warm death The worms have crawled in And made us who we are Radio out Dancing to a silent tune Stand up and shout For all we are is innocent Turn the lights out This could be the final hour And we're on time I see hundreds of faces Staring back at me An armory of human shields To protect me from the truth The truth as I never told it For I'm a liar like you Nothing quite like a transplant To erase the past Tie your blindfold This could be the final hour And we all count. By Chelsea