Oscar Merry - Foolish Means (Live)

Straight
Down
Straighten me out
Leave
Now
We’re found out
Sing me to sleep, rest me on your
Bedside table; a collector’s horde
Strewn out, unlabelled
Dead flowers and jewellery
Lost hours to foolishness means
Your touch is violent
Your eyes subsided
With misery
I cannot be what you
Seek beside me
Toss aside these
Disbeliefs
Lie, stifle and breathe
Bash one out, think of me
Hush now, don’t
Peep, the least you can do is clean your
Sheets. Wash off me
Your touch is violent
Your eyes subsided
With misery
I cannot be what you
Seek beside me
Toss aside these
Disbeliefs
Your touch is violent
Your eyes subsided
So longingly
I was never someone you meant to
Keep looking back at
Thoughts you’d scratch at
In disbelief

Written by:
Oscar Merry

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