Sometimes I recline
Into my mind
Where it all seems fine
Seems I'm skint all the time
Is that such a crime?
I know it may seem to be
I conjure thoughts so thoughtlessly
But rather
My thoughts are all that manifest me
So I smother
My feet in mud
Sometimes I recline
Into my mind
Where it all feels fine
Seems I'm skint all the time
Is that such a crime?
I know it may seem to be
I conjure thoughts so thoughtlessly
But rather
My thoughts are all that manifest me
So I smother
My feet in mud