It echoes and it rings false
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A distortion in my bones
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Silently slips in
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Lingers inside my womb
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Little body will be big tomorrow
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For now, for now
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I wash my hands of it and stay away
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For the moment, for the moment
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Little body will be hungry tomorrow
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Well, I think, fingers crossed
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So they'll love them instead of me
A craving that overwhelms me
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Every time they hold me
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Same when they kiss me
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The less I think, the less I freak out
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But once my night is over
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And their hands are gone
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Little body will love itself tomorrow
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For now, for now
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I delegate and watch from afar
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For the moment, for the moment
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Little body, tomorrow will be enough
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Well, I think, fingers crossed
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I can't do anything if I'm cold
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Inside, my bones chatter
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And even if I hug myself
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It shakes and it echoes
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Claws out, I cling
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But it melts under my fingers
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Water comes in, I don't breathe
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And I float in my sheets
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My lungs struggle
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But the body's not there
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Little body will breathe tomorrow
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For now, for now
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I wash my hands of it and stay away
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For the moment, for the moment
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Little body, tomorrow, will live well
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Well, I think, fingers crossed