Happy Face Factory - A Place for My Chair

The rounded corners of my chair
Never live until you care
Quietly I look around
All my junk was never round
All I know I can't ignore
How they feel behind that door
Another day and they'll be found
But don't you worry they won't be round
All my words cannot define
The friends and feelings I left behind
With a satisfying sensation of love
I dub thee my little dove
As I sit and lick my arm
The wires boast their wall of charm
Twisting through my little brain
I swear to you, I am not insane!
Little craftsmen lay a line
They bounce around it to flee the fine
And for the sake of feeling close
They speak the words for every dose
All my words cannot define
The friends and feelings I left behind
With a satisfying sensation of love
I dub thee my little dove
I light the fire to help my cause
I don't care as no one does
Leaving all this ash behind
I can't remember what was in my mind
The only thing I really know
All of it wasn't just for show
And after having made it there
I really miss my little chair

Written by:
LUCA AYSCOUGH

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