paper bag
No time to fuck
But you like the rush
And where would we
Be without sums
Deals we make
Brown paper bag makes for a hat
When it rains on
Your head mate
Cheers for that
When the world stops for snow
When you laugh
I’m inside
Baboons and birds
Your mouth
Sucking the sun
With the weight of you dear
I forgot
I was staring at the sky, just looking for a star
To pray on, or wish on, or something like that
I was having a sweet fix of a daydream of a boy
Whose reality i knew, was a hopeless to be had
But then the dove of hope began its downward slope
And i believed for a moment that my chances
Were approaching to be grabbed
But as it came down near, so did a weary tear
-i thought it was a bird, but it was just a paper bag
-hunger hurts, and i want him so bad, oh it kills
Cuz i know i’m a mess he don’t wanna clean up
I got to fold cuz these hands are too shaky to hold
-hunger hurts, but starving works, when it costs too much to love
And i went crazy again today, looking for a strand to climb
Looking for a little hope
Baby said he couldn’t stay, wouldn’t put his lips to mine,
And a fail to kiss is a fail to cope
I said, ¡®honey, i don’t feel so good, don’t feel justified
Come on put a little love here in my void,’ – he said
¡®it’s all in your head,’ and i said, ¡®so’s everything’ –
But he didn’t get it – i thought he was a man
But he was just a little boy
-hunger hurts, and i want him so bad, oh it kills
Cuz i know i’m a mess he don’t wanna clean up
I got to fold cuz these hands are too shaky to hold
-hunger hurts, but starving works, when it costs too much to love
-hunger hurts, and i want him so bad, oh it kills
Cuz i know i’m a mess he don’t wanna clean up
I got to fold cuz these hands are too shaky to hold
-hunger hurts, but starving works, when it costs too much to love
