Final Word - Intruder

Mother, didn’t you want me?

Am I to blame for what you’ve done?

So many times new life is undone

Society makes it easy to run

Growing inside of you

Final word, my life’s left to you

You tell yourself I have no feeling

A bad mistake, that’s all you know

You tell yourself, I feel no pain

I’m pulled apart, you’ve stopped my soul

Growing inside of you.

final word, my life’s left to you

So now I speak to you from beyond

Where voices here are born and slain

I could have filled the hole in your life

Now your mind is where I’ll stay