Looking in
I've trespassed so far on a failure
A failure on your part
That it's now mine to repeat
Tumbles of dust shy accordingly
From scoot and beat from Bunny Hugging)
Knowing it's no ornamental squeeze
Since we will meet with bite marks and teeth
I'm siding with those
Whose who have sided with me
On a premises made to leave
To leave
To leave
Made to leave
Made to leave
