cricketsly



	Crickets on my Face

I wake up Crickets on my face I go over Over to your place I see What's wrong with you There's nothing Nothing that I can do Unless there's something That you want I can give If you want --- NAH! I wake up, Crickets on my walls I clean out Those empty stalls I wonder What I will do When I get home, Home with you There's something That you want I can give If you want --- NAH!
		I don't know why this happened. I wanted to make a song out of, "I wake up, crickets on my face." It was a line that my sister used in a poem for school I think. I asked her if I could use it, and well...I sorta evolved. I like tone of the chorus.

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