Smother Daughter Iâ??m wasted, lo[Em]sing t[G]ime [Em]Iâ??m [G]a foolish, fragile spine [C]I want al[Em]l that is not mine I[D] want [C]him but weâ??re not right [G]In the dar[Em]kness I will meet my creators [D]And they will [C]all agree, that Iâ??m a [Em]suffocator su[D]ffocato[C]r [Em]I shou[G]ld go now quietly [Em]For my[G] bones have found a place to lie down and sleep [C]Where all my layers can become reeds [Em]All my limbs can become trees [D]All my children can become me [C]What at me (azchords.com)
