Well, actually no.
It's not funny at all
How I still find myself,
Against my wavering will,
Planning my steps
Dictating my day
According to you
When did we last talk
Four months I think it's been
How have you managed
To grip me so tight,
Hog tied and gagged
By the memory of your company
Where was all this before?
And here I am
Despite your undeniable abcense
Starving myself just in case
You call for dinner
Jul 17, 2013
Jul 17, 2013 at 2:35 PM UTC
Well, actually no.
It's not funny at all
How I still find myself,
Against my wavering will,
Planning my steps
Dictating my day
According to you
When did we last talk
Four months I think it's been
How have you managed
To grip me so tight,
Hog tied and gagged
By the memory of your company
Where was all this before?
And here I am
Despite your undeniable abcense
Starving myself just in case
You call for dinner
