from the heightest of heights im just a cell in a cancer
i’ve had thirty whole years to get this right
but im still waking up to find it gets boring just walking the line
cos i’m still pacing the room in my underwears
with my “they can’t sees” and “i don’t cares”
the world isn’t just what i make of it
i get what’s left once you take from it
so if you’re sitting up
holding your life’s worth in your hands
and they’re saying give it up
every hare brain scheme and plan