Scratch my leg with a rusty nail sadly it heals. Colour my hair but the dye grows out. I can't seem to stay a fixed ideal. Childhood pictures redeem clean and so serene. See myself without ruining lines. Whole days throwing sticks into streams. I have crawled so far sideways. I recognise dim traces of creation. I wanna die die in the summertime I wanna die. The hole in my life even stains the soil. My heart shrinks to barely a pulse. A tiny animal curled into a quarter circle. If you really care wash the feet of a beggar. I have crawled so far sideways. I recognise dim traces of creation. I wanna die die in the summertime I wanna die. I have crawled so far sideways. I recognise dim traces of creation. I wanna die die in the summertime I wanna die.