oh
spin me
again
in ure
web of
lies
& those
pretty
eyes that
paralyze
me
oh
spin me
again
with that
drunken grin
in a glass of
“ure beautiful”
& tonic
& gin
oh
spin me
‘round
giddy
with ure
dulcet
deceits
tell me
i’m perfect
that i’m
all that u
need
unable
to read
between
the lines
blind to
the truth
that i’m
rotted
fruit
once
bitten
thrice
shy
&
now
rebuked
for my
sickening
sweetness
that makes
u distressed
TAKE ME
BACK
to square
one
back
to the
fun
when u
kept to the
script
without
moving
ure lips
oh
spin me
some
more
so i
won’t
cry
any
more
for
that
spilt
milk
on the
floor
that
will
never
ever
dry