No Exit I hate sex

Each grain of sand makes the loudest thud
I’m losing you faster than I thought I would
You’re ice that’s melted into what I can’t hold
You’re the change in my pocket
Sometimes you keep me weighted
But lately you’re pulling me down
I was the right size to fill a void in your life
You’re the casket door closing on mine
I swear, I’ll have the coins for Charon this time

It’s emptying to watch your dreams be poured into another cup

I haven’t had a safe mind in a while
You smashed my limbs together
And I found out that it was the easiest way to suicide
When I ask you to take me back to the water
Please, hold me under

Please, hold me under
Please, hold me under