Plenty

I'll never be ready to meet a memory

I'll never be ready to meet a memory

A memory that abandoned me

Falling silent, going mad

I've gone walkabout with the parasites in my head

Far too quiet, it's deafening

As I pick away at the surface, the itch burns through my skin

When the dirt crushes my bones

And the worms call me their home

If I'm asked to start again

I can't pretend I'm ready

I can't pretend

I've had plenty

Drown this broken dream

A taste was quite enough for me

My mind's too unsteady

Stay away from me, please

I'll never be ready to meet a memory that abandoned me

I'll never be ready to meet a memory that abandoned me

When the dirt crushes my bones

(I'll never be ready to meet a memory)

And the worms call me their home

(A memory that abandoned me)

If I'm asked to start again

I can't pretend I'm ready

I can't pretend

I've had plenty

I'll never be ready to meet a memory

A memory that abandoned me

I'll never be ready to meet a memory

A memory that abandoned me