Came back a bit rough
I’m not my best friend here
I hear ya
Pull the wax out of my ears
You really ought to
Love yourself
Sleep well
And don’t worry about anything
the process of progress
Came back a bit rough
I’m not my best friend here
I hear ya
Pull the wax out of my ears
You really ought to
Love yourself
Sleep well
And don’t worry about anything
I burnt all my catalogued
Receipts of you and me
Our times of buying meat and wine
With busking money
And living in my caravan.
Benefit cheats
Complicit complete
-ly, you were, mine
We were
Ours
Deep fall
In love
Both meeting our own
Existential needs