FaithATL

Well, I guess you could say my meddling’s holding me hostage Causing me to break even that of high cost, it’s the shape of something sweet radiating nothing And soon I found myself dancing with a puppet The closet’s become a home, now And everyone’s all huddled up to fit in somehow We’ll go to bed now, we’ll change our acts At least it’s safe just to say those things “But please don’t leave me all alone here, me, who’s just a stupid kid” Awaken, smell bacon, and see in my muddled head All the toys were thrown away at last, just last night Yet I still just, just wanna stay her