The opening track of my three-track EP Ophelia, out everywhere. Written, sung, and produced by me. Talked down with shovels and told me I’m troubled They say they’re saving me? But faith is what broke me But the waiting is what woke me up From what forced me closed Made me lonely as it stood me up A stranger so estranged to features in the same place Fuck the tropes, the hero of the story, the underdog’s glory, a glow up And the applause because in my dreams I’ve seen and felt the balloons fall They said the floors are hard on the knees I held my breath until I was too blue in the head Red in the face and eyes is what all the crying will do Sticks and stones, but my brain’s beaten black and blue I held my breath until I bled myself of you, bled myself of you From the green veins, I belong to the dirt You are at page one of my story Rolling me in my grave Skull caved, the sockets ruined, by the stoning My teeth all missing from my mouth Before you know what I’m about Before you see me Talked down with shovels and told me I’m troubled They say they’re saving me? The waiting is what woke me up From what forced me closed Made me lonely as it stood me up The kiss if of true love, taste of freedom A stranger so estranged to features in the same place Fuck the tropes, the hero of the story, the underdog’s glory, a glow up And the applause because in my dreams I’ve seen and felt the balloons fall They said the floors are hard on the knees I held my breath until I was too blue in the head Red in the face and eyes is what all the crying will do Sticks and stones, but my brain’s beaten black and blue I held my breath until I bled myself of you, bled myself of you From the green veins, I belong to the dirt You are at page one of my story Rolling me in my gravemore