The sun is so sunny
The moon is so bright
The coffee stains on my shirt smell alright
Well it won't stop running from my cup to the floor
The plants outside are dying and I don't know what for
I'm laughing at love; the heartless whore
It makes me mad; breaks me right down to the core
Well I woke up tired; wrong side of the bed
I can't get the termites out of my head
Extracting memories I'd long forgotten
My skull is still hard but the insides are rotten
Oh, yes the sun is so sunny
The moon is so bright
And the coffee stains on my shirt smell alright
VOUS LISEZ
Papercut Souls
Poésie~My hearts sick and bruised My souls paper thin You can make me bleed with just a flick of my skin~ This ones a blast. That much I know... but I wrote it... So who am I to say so? With love, David Yager
