Katamine Firstime Bedtime
Home, at last
Seems like I made it
Bend out of shape
Not much to play with, intact.
Now, and again
It seems to be helping
If I stay awake
And you are alone in your bed.
I can hear the cracks after every spin
It's hard enough to sleep under all this skin
And I don’t make a fuss out of anything.
Off to bed
Feel like forever
I cannot wait
Not to be scared of myself.
I can hear the cracks after every spin
It's hard enough to sleep under all this skin
And I don’t make a fuss out of anything.
This time, just promise its going to take me away.
