Tuesday, June 3, 2014

Plates Were Hurled

"That's fine, I don't care where we are
just let me be alone"


"I don't drink, but if I did, this would be the part I sing

In truth I've mainly sat
in my own little lonely flat
I ain't got no friends, ain't got no cats
I've had words with my hands, though"

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