plum down where it's dark and cold hands freezing - hug myself for warmth surrounded by artificial light and the noise of guitar the phone doesn't like me anymore so I tried to sleep but I guess I didn't get very far... aim my thoughts to the door I can't leave, can't sleep, I already ate but I'm hungry for more just a plum sitting on a shelf just a bum with nothing else to lose but himself just a plum just a plum I open my mouth to speak but nothing is all I have to say because I make sense to me because I blame myself for everything do I seem empty to you because I'm just full of surprises I can be ashamed of me because I'm by myself you see just a plum sitting on a shelf all by himself |
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