Shaking Sad
Stanley Belton
Shed a tear
Mercury fears reflect and blind
Metal brain
Made that way by words not mine
Motivate
It's far too late in my day
I have to say
I've laid my plans in another place
Will I ever climb out free?
Choosing sounds to resolve my endless no's
You tell me why with reasons for
No cons just pros
I weigh them up
Investigate and report the scenes
In my head this whole ordeal was more serene
How will I ever get out free?
Shaking sad you take my points and twist them black
Fabricate with parts of truth and I can't come back
So you walk and I'm left lame in a cast iron truce
My only choice seems much too harsh that even I won't use
When will we climb our way out free?
How can we claw our way out free?