You must have heard it from my best friend, she’s always talkin’ when she should be listenin’
Monthly Archives: June 2020
Don’t get old, stay bold
And she calls me baby, Like an old romantic
My mama is in a wheelchair, now she will get out and run
Waking, sleeping, dreaming
I don’t know what to do
We are going against the tide
I am trapped in a small dark room
Goddammed machinery, why don’t you speak to me?
There’s no point in asking you’ll get no reply
