Dropla

You live in a cave, one made of drapes

Your hint? of perfume from your personal maid

Whose scrubs make her arms look too big for her frame

For the life of me I can't remember her name

I'm praying to speak, accept myself

And most use prayers to keep a good health

You'll never die, you'll never die

I live in a fog, one that's foremade

While my physical body's turning in my grave

The spirit's forgiven, building in your brain

But it doesn't know how

I reach my arm across the bed and hold your hand

The angel of state can't wait to seize all your land

You'll never die, you'll never die

You weren't there when I needed

You are gone, you're going under

You'll never die, you'll never die