it may seem that I’m further or farther
it may seem that I don’t even…
one thing that I feel in my bones is
hard
does it seem that I’m deeper and darker
I could be your raven, your poe
tapping at your skull until you bleed
there’s a phantom inside of me
where there’s nothing, there is everything
everything
can you see I’m a mover, a marker
inflicting, but it doesn’t show
clawing at my skin until I’m free
there’s a phantom inside of me
where there’s nothing, there is everything
I could conjure a facsimile
from this memory
from this memory
do you believe I’m a dreamer, a driver
it may be that I’ve seen so much more
driving like there’s nothing left to lose
do you believe…
scratching at our hearts until we’re free