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FLEAS
You looked at them more than you ever looked at me
I’ll never be what you want me to be
Let all your fleas leech off my skin
A piece of shit, I’m stuck in my own head
I want to go underground
I want to go feeling proud
But you would never let me
My world is coming down on me
A regularity rarely seen
I won’t let you see me within
I'd rather die than show what I am
If I started again
(please let me start again)
If nothing else changed
(nothing else changed)
I wouldn't let you slowly kill me
I’d dig my own fucking grave
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