i now pronounce you man and life
without the bones that kept you from sagging like a sack of skin
a trash bag full of fluid that the man you used to be
is drowning in
the roles reversed we got confused
lost track of who we were
thought humility meant to be castrated
thought self-sacrifice meant losing all we were to her
hey, can someone say to me
love feels like freedom and not like slavery?
hey, i'm breaking down
the pieces of me getting lost in the cracks of her ground
and i thought a lot about being a robot
but i don't want to be alone
used to be a guy with big dreams and brains inside my head
now i'm licking boots instead of washing feet
now the man i was is dead
it's a lot of work when two people connect
thought love was a beautiful thing
but it feels like a shackle around my neck
feels a lot like suffocating
