I am a fruit that you squeeze 
hoping the nectar is sweet 
I am a lump on your wheel 
whose shape you still conceal 
I want to be something to you 

but I feel like nothing 
and I'm desperate to feel you hands 
shaping me constantly 

Chorus 
just don't pass me by 
please don't pass me by 
or else I else I die 
just please don't pass me by 
don't pass me by 
or else I else I'd die 

you put a clench off my fist 
cleaning the mill of the (grids?) 
you run a hand on my back 
that makes my tension slack 
ill always be something to you 
though I feel like nothing 
and I'm desperate to feel you hands 
shaping me constantly 

Chorus 
just don't pass me by 
please don't pass me by 
or else I else I die 
just please don't pass me by 
don't pass me by 
or else I else I'd die 

(instrumental) 
you flow a knife sharp fast and clean 
cutting the cancer clean 
you killed the ghost of ugliness 
floating inside of me 

Chorus 
just don't pass me by 
please don't pass me by 
or else I else I die 
just please don't pass me by 
don't pass me by 
or else I else I'd die