​i spat blood at god! ​death do us apart

[Verse]
Is this dissociating?
There's someone in a back seat malady
Eating out my ovaries
And birds beckoning
Organs will make dirt
Orphans to their hurt

[Chorus]
Her eyes retain the reckoning
Her eyes retain the reckoning
Her eyes retain the reckoning
Her eyes remain

[Chorus]
Her eyes retain the reckoning
Her eyes retain the rеckoning
Her eyes rеtain the reckoning (Retain the reckoning)
Her eyes retain the reckoning (Retain the reckoning)
Her eyes remain