It falls asleep, it pops and cracks

My soul is cheap, lay on top of me
So I lay down another day
My soul is cheap, lay on top of me
Say, “I can’t do this anymore”
My soul is cheap, lay on top of me

My soul is cheap, lay on top of me
There was a time when I was blank
My body dries and shrivels
And see through but never white as snow
I’ve spent my life down on my back

I peel myself up off the floor
Just made of rippled glass
Then some nice man is over me
With rotten spice and sage

My soul is cheap, lay on top of me

Just like a sweeping plague
But then my soul has run away
My soul is cheap, lay on top of me
In goes a tiny seed that splits open
And then the numbness is consuming me
So I throw up and giggle
I thought that it was sealed but now I know
And when the sun comes up again