Songtexte fruiting body - Fish Narc

I just wanna decompose
Bury me in the ground and let the mushrooms grow
Give it all back to the soil
Don't have to wonder what I'm made of
Don't have to wonder, you tear me asunder
Under your sun, I burn to scabs
A number's a number, don't call me your brother
'Cause you used to love me more than that

You used to love me more than that
But now it's empty, I can't stand
Waiting underneath the moon
For you to come back
Rotten fruit of my flesh
Bury my feet up to my neck
I'd rather be under the soil than burn away
Let mother earth take me in her arms
And don't be scared
Tried to make it back, but it's too hard
Nobody made it to you like, "Oh my god"
Tried to make it back, but it's too hard
Couldn't make it to you like, "Oh my god"

I just wanna decompose
Bury me in the ground and let the mushrooms grow
Give it all back to the soil
Don't have to wonder what I'm made of
Don't have to wonder, you tear me asunder
Under your sun, I burn to scabs
A number's a number, don't call me your brother
'Cause you used to love me more than that
Don't have to wonder, you tear me asunder
Under your sun, I burn to scabs
A number's a number, don't call me your brother
'Cause you used to love me more than that

You used to love me more than that
You used to love me more than that, huh