There’s a ringing in my ears
A twisted shriek none
Of these passengers hear
Maybe it’s my self-worth
Tied to the tracks
This tunnel is a tomb
Where no pharaoh are buried
And I’m a grave robber who
Stole more than he could carry
I’m tracing spirals on the ceiling
She ****s me like a ghost
That’s possessed the wrong body
Frostbite in my ear asks
“Would you die for me?”
And I tell her I already have
