I am too weak to ask for what I need I am too weak to cross this threshold alone I am too weak to ask for what I need I am too weak to take hold We might catch fire My lantern filled We might catch fire The oil spills My belly will never be full No matter how much i consume My form will never be a vessel Unfit to house even my heart We might catch fire My lantern filled We might catch fire The oil spills I dance for the pleasure Of the surrounding hordes I am too weak to ask for what I need I am too weak to cross this threshold alone I am too weak to ask for what I need I am too weak to take hold I want to create life not pain All of this guilt building up til i burst Coming out sideways in fits and in spurts Never to have what i truly desire I am too weak to take hold I want to create life not pain