Glue is real cool and swell and all that
But glue can never replace the fun and the joy
I have with my friends.
We laugh and we jest,
we call each other names in good faith.
This bond that we share can never be replaced,
by an adhesive that
I just so happen to be obsessed with.

I wish I was glue
So I could hold us together
I wish I was glue
So I could get high off my fumes
I wish I was glue
So I would at least have use
But the truth is
I'm not glue
I can't hold us together
I'm not glue
I can't get high off my fumes
I'm not glue
I don't have any use.

My glue
My glue walked in
My glue stripped
My glue danced
I glued

The dripping echoing throughout the room
I can't see, is this my punishment?
Where is the light when I need it most?
Darkness consumes me.
The endless void draws closer.
I cry but no sound exits my lips.
It's in my mouth.
The dripping is getting closer.
I'm scared.
But not of the darkness that consumes me
or the still endless void.
I'm scared of the end.

Dear Mother Nature,
how did you put our home together?
Did you use the roots as nature's glue?
I wonder if you knew what we would do
with the gifts you had left for us.
Dear Mother Nature,
I wonder how you're feeling
dealing with the constant stealing,
us humans constantly peeling
the layers of our home forever lost.
Dear Mother Nature,
the glue has started to melt,
the consequences starting to be felt.
We have to play with the hand we've been dealt,
no ace up our sleeves
Dear Mother Nature,
We apologise.
I can only surmise the surprise that you had,
our home has been ruined.
No amount of glue can hold it together.

I'm sure you don't know it,
I'm sure you won't care.
But my feelings for you
are without compare.
When you squeeze and make me squirt
It hurts a bit but I don't care,
every little drop belongs just to you.
And once you've had your fun
and tossed me aside.
Know that I'll forgive you
and will always love you.

A coat as white as snow
I only pale in comparison
To your pure colours
My coat is brown and ugly
I cover it with glue
and it worsens the problem
Your coat is so pretty
Why can't I be pretty?