I See a Man

And the sides, of my stomach grew strong, and the size of my legs did me wrong, when I tripped I couldn’t see if I was hanging, by the walls of fragile men and twine, I guess I’ll live at home again

Cause you, you hold the keys that set me free, living doubtfully with you, nearly brought me to my knees. Now it’s time to please, Martin, Mother, home and son

Let’s go inside, let’s go quietly though, pretty sure half the neighbourhood is still asleep, ever since the curfew, time to clean my feet