And my sisters wedding day.
You're barely breathing I know, What if it's starting to show? And I know it won't ever change,
This one's of me, throwing up for you, And I'm paler still, and that's the way you wanted it. This one's of you, certain of cancer.
You're barely breathing I know, What if it's starting to show, And I know it won't ever change,
The fever broke somewhere behind July, Remember how I weighed 135,
You're barely breathing I know, And now it's starting to show. And I know it won't ever change but it hurts the same.
This one's of me, losing more weight, More from Mariana's Trench