Chevelle

A scratchy throat
I wish you would lift this, I drink liquids
Spreading true, I hope
A blank earth covered in nothing, living
Swear this it's something 'cause it's here
And we feel towards a place
And many pay by ignoring
And you don't care
Where is the mother figure
While I'm here
And mostly it's hard when this happens
Don't keep inside life, 'cause that's not fair