Joshua James
Kitchen Tile
It's tile in kitchen, a cut incisionHow painful is our hateDid you mistake me for a friend, for a...Wooden table, a child's ladle?Surprised at what you've learnedIt seems you have earned what you controlWhat you control, what you control, what you controlWell we all belong somewhereIt seems we all belong right hereYeah, we all belong to something, my dearWhat better something than our fear?I left through our kitchen windowCut my foot along the waySaw my skin turn from red to yellowAnd my pupils turn stone grey'cause it's tile in kitchen, a deep incision,How painful is our fateDid you mistake me for a friend, for a friend, for aBright new morning, a childhood storyA memory I never ever had?Or are you still mad about who you are?About who you areAbout who you areAbout who you are
From Letras Mania