Twenty-Seven

You can blow my house down if you want to Poison apple on my plate for later

Change my name so we can act like strangers Let me be routine, your ordinary

All I knew, had to fill in the form of the truth

Nothing happened cause it’s too late to peel up the lessons they’re glued

Trading beds, I tried them all and need rest

You can steal the crumbs so there’s no path left Prick my thumb and let me dream forever

Take my feet but give me voice to stand on

All I knew, had to fill in the form of the truth

Nothing happened cause it’s too late to peel up the lessons they’re glued It’s not easy to undo

It’s not easy to undo

All I knew, had to fill in the form of the truth

Nothing happened cause it’s too late to peel up the lessons they’re glued It’s not easy to undo

It’s not easy to undo