Dead Skin

How much of you is left inside my mother's house
Pieces of dead skin, hidden under beds and couches
How much of you goes on living after you have died
Air that once moved through your lungs now moves through mine

How much of you is left inside your mother's house
Have they cleaned out your bedroom yet
Picked up the final details
How much of you goes on living after you have died
Does your family still breathe the air that you once had

Does anyonе know your last words
Did you say anything to yourself
Did the needle feel good for thе last time
Could you think of anything to say