Texty: Martin Grech. I Am Chromosome.

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I’m the coil unfolding screwed back up
I’m the flower unfurling, buttercup

Fill it up to a bursting
Fill it up
I’m the bridge that is breaking under foot
Bring the meat to the boil
Serve it up
Leave the body to spoil
Let it rot
Stick a head on a plate
Frenzy food
Take a knife to the limb
Six-foot cook

All my dreams are nightmares
Foolish baby boy

Revolt, revolt

I remember the moment I wake up
What the reason I torture myself was
I've been chosen to carry this burden
Scratch my tissue with finger, nails and thumbs
Pull a blade from a swarm
Sharp and cold
Pull a bone from the arm of your son

How you disappoint me
You'll be forgotten

I live in a fantasy
Where I am dead and worshipped
People adore and love me
Poor boy what pain you felt
My body floats like dead wood
Replace my limbs with branches

I am chromosome
I am chromosome

Revolt, revolt
Revolt, revolt
Revolt, revolt
Revolt, revolt
Revolt, revolt
Revolt, revolt

I am chromosome
Get away from here
Go away go away from here
Now