I think i died this week The earth slipped away I didn't leave You didn't stay You didn't stay I think i died this week The lights dimmed out I didn't scream You didn't shout You didn't shout It was the loneliest occupation Only my soul to keep me warm And the mumbling and the shaking Wouldn't let up 'Till i was born 'Till i was born 'Till i was born I think i died this week But i can't be sure I wasn't chaste You, unpure You, unpure It was the loneliest occupation Only my soul to keep me warm And the mumbling and the shaking Wouldn't let up 'Till i was born 'Till i was born 'Till i was born 'Till i was born 'Till i was born 'Till i was born