Something In My Shoe

I've got something in my shoe

I've got something on my mind

Think it's time to pay my dues

But I know time ain't playing on my side

I've been fighting against my lows

I've been struggling with my highs

Scratch my head and scrunch my toes

While I patiently crave for your demise

And I know you wouldn't let me step on your dancefloor

Even though you're the reason of that domestic world war

Always lurking day and night

Please, take a seat, don't feel obliged

Pushing me around, round, I get around

But you know well that

I can't look you in the eyes

Shake your hand or say goodbye

Crawling in the corner of an empty room

I fear the beast inside of

You and me

We're best friends, we're lovers, we're enemies

We're best friends, we're lovers, we're family

And I know you wouldn't let me step on your dancefloor

Even though you're the reason

That I've got something in my shoe

I've got something on my mind

Think it's time to pay my dues