Jasper Sloan Yip Shell
Maybe I'll write you in the morning
If I wake up to find the time
I'll sit down with pen and paper
And wrestle with words between two lines
And I'll say that I'm not sorry for a single thing that I did
And I'm not sorry that it's over
I may miss the life that I left behind so bad
But I don't miss you anymore
The wrench in my cogs, the thorn in my hand
My heart full of doubt, my mouth full of sand
Put your ear to my chest the ocean's inside
I'm more of a shell than I realize, it's true
I'm coming home soon, don't know what's coming next
I feel like such a stranger when I am with my friends
But now I can be on my own without feeling alone
And I mean what I say when I say that I can change
So when you see me again I won't be the same
I keep looking for stars at the bottom of a bottle
I don't want to stop but I know that I got a
Monkey on my back, and I've put my back in it
This room is on fire and I am still in it
So I'll step out the door and burst into tears
For the things that I love and the things that I fear
Well I'm not scared of death but I am scared of life
The thought of it all keeps me up every night
It's the wrench in my cogs, the thorn in my hand
My heart full of doubt, my mouth full of sand
Put your ear to my chest the ocean's inside
I'm more of a shell than I realize
Put your eat to my chest the ocean's inside
I'm more of a shell than I realize, it's true