Most

Most of my body is water,
Most of my soul is emptiness,
Most of my brain is dust,
Most of my heart is helpless.
Most of my thoughts are echoes,
Most of my mind is black.
Most of my wills are meaningless,
Most of my wishes are taken.

Most of what I am is what you bring me,
Most of me am the things I hold on to,
If you think else, you are the most wrong.
Most of what I am is what you bring me,
Most of me am the things I hold on to,
If you think else, you are the most wrong.

Most of my hopes are gone,
Most of my things are done,
Most of my blues are already broken.
Most of my despairs are free,
Most of my parts flee,
Most of my wills are no more.

Most of what I am is what you bring me,
Most of me am the things I hold on to,
If you think else, you are the most wrong.
Most of what I am is what you bring me,
Most of me am the things I hold on to,
If you think else, you are the most wrong.

Most of what I am is what you bring me,
Most of me am the things I hold on to,
If you think else, you are the most wrong.
Most of what I am is what you bring me,
Most of me am the things I hold on to,
If you think else, you are the most wrong.