Nahja Mora - The Medium (Version) Lyrics

Do you speak?
Yes, I am planning to but not right now
To play dead so many obligations must be met
I said, play dead
I said, come home

Look at me, I crumble like chalk
I sometimes wish and then he rots
It all goes so wrong

Unrequited once, i checked my list
And imagine you laugh with a wire to talk
Happenstance always allots for many things to go wrong

But still, many obligations must be met

So he tried and they watched and he failed
And they left him
So now the tempest tells him, play dead

And for lack of what is best, falter not
Remember what skulks and shall stalk
It seeps through marrow while sleep amidst
Betrayed, you'll never account for this!

Play dead