Like walking ducks and the carriage key tucks
As trucks dance beside me
I fuck with you highly
Slyly I might be in luck
As you chuck me a sloppy chance
With a sloppy glance
And I’m wearing the padlock like pearls
She tells me to stop being awkward
But I’m just one of those girls
I see every spilt drink
In her minky eyes, I prise secret
Try them on for size
And realise I’ll be forgotten by morning
I’ll be dust when the sun’s up
Inhaled and disgusted as you’re yawning
A mere memory in the dawn’s ring
Where you ask yourself
Did that really happen?
I’m off my fucking head man
It’s like the anxiety’s been snorted
I’m screaming on the platform
With the tracks all distorted
I thought I said something
But I only thought it
Still that bobbly bit between your ears
Fucking caught it
By Lyric Deep.
Lyric Deep™ 