The sewers flow beneath me like an ocean
As i gasp for air i am reminded
That my lungs do not exist,
Replaced at birth by two giant iron fists;

And if i had to describe it; 
It be almost like the first time
My teeth started to rip 
Through my gums;

In pain, but not able to 
Tell you why or where
It hurts,

And if anyone had the right mind
To tell me I would start to grow
Backwards into the ground;

I would have held onto you
A little bit tighter,
As my hands rip right through your skin,
Residue of your ghost
Stuck onto my fingers

I'd suck on my thumb
Until I fell asleep