Skeletal being filled with light I know you’re trying to hide it When bones crack for metamorphosis Replace the fixtures You’re beautiful, ugly, everything impure To my future face Take care to try and be careful Take care of the animal who’s lost sight of herself When flowers grow, flowers grow out from your spine Grow them longer You’re beautiful, wonderful, everything pure Take me Take me instead and I will find your way Paved through sickness in waves Don’t, don’t trust in medicine Always you’ll remember I’ve seen you try harder with things that you care less for What’s the use in fighting it? I know you’re trying to hide it And when beings prod, and pry open your mind To the fixers They’ll fix you up proper, they’ll make you pure Don’t come back to me in times of hardness When you’ve crumbled the earth and shattered its inhabitants And when the rubble clears, and you crawl out from the dust I’ll still fix you Beauty, imperfect, you’re everything pure