God Save (me From) the Queen Songtext
von Moving Boxes

The mosquitos down in Charleston fell dead around my feet
I told you my bloods poison
You laughed said no it′s sweet
It's gotten to the point where I would rather be alone
Scared shitless I can′t live up
To the me you think you know
Sam told me it's easier to act than let them know
That you hate your identity and your life's become a show
Of some sick dysphoric syndrome
I wish would disappear
A guest in my own home
A stranger living in my mirror

Is compounding lack of sleep
Getting to me again?
Or am I better making peace
With what I have settling for what I see?


I′ve spent my last few year tied to a shovel
Kicking over snails so I don′t make a mistake
In this hole I'm digging hoping maybe
They′ll only see my flowers
It's the only way

I couldn′t see the steering wheel
So I pulled off the road
Shook for what seemed like forever
Until the breakdown finally slowed
I wish I was someone
My younger self would wanna be
Instead I'm a dying sun
A fruitless thorny tree
I wish I could be brave
I wish that I could grow a spine
But my bodies someone else′s
Clothes don't feel like mine

Is compounding lack of sleep
Getting to me again
Or am I better six feet deep
Where I can live up to my memory


Ive spent my last few years tied to a shovel
Kicking over snails so I don't make a mistake
In this hole I′m digging hoping maybe
They′ll only see my flowers
It's the only

I′ve spent my last few years tied to a shovel
Kicking over snails so I don't make a mistake
In this hole I′m digging
Breathing dirt with all my friends around me
To help me to decay

I've spent my last few years tied to a shovel
Kicking over snails so I don′t make a mistake
In this hole I'm digging hoping maybe
They'll only see my flowers
It′s the only way
It′s the only way