Testo Mother

At first you made me listen I cannot play your frequency I suppose it was a lesson cracking fingers, I can hear it My nails stucked in the wall, teared off, my feets in concrete eyes shut tight, I just might start listening, a million wishes I've poisoned your heart, can you forgive me? The ground is open beneat my feet I've killed our children.. fo our convenience, I clench my body to the roots of a tree