Dropped the mind it hit the floor
Like it did nine times before
Soul it squeeze through the cracks in the wall
Creepy peaking through the door
Voyeur explorer at the store
Kind a tired of making up kinda bored
Wrap me up
And roll it home
Some place
Ain't go alone
Well good things they take time
But I wish they would hurry up
I'm sick and tired of trying
If I wait here too long
Someone might take care of me
Recognise the signs
Mic is dropped open sore
Drive to mine in pick up ford
Love it oozes from the cord in the wall
Colostomy filled with grief
In the night like a thief
Skull it thumps from the grinding teeth
Wrap me up
And roll it home
Some place
Ain't go alone
Well good things they take time
But I wish they would hurry up
I'm sick and tired of trying
If I wait here too long
Someone might take care of me
Recognise the signs