bury my head

scratching the edge of the bed
with my poisoned fingers
bury, i crave,  bury my head
and stop the orchestra of singers

every twink is seemed to stab
every nose's bleeding
i've lost control, arrest me, cap
i've lost the sense of living

you're scared, you said
i'm full of dread
i'm still the part of nothing
so, bury, please, bury my head
and paint my skin with carving