Friday, 18 August 2017

song : under your feet

but when it comes to the crunch
it all seems to go out the window !
i just can't stand up to you 

I'm going slightly mad
sitting here on my own
with no-one to talk to


Im like a budgie in a cage
these words the bars
screened off from human faces

n i don't need to have a reason
why I've gone off you

my death will be pure vanity 








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