William Hinson - Left-Handed
I'm all caught upI'm dreaming days away
Working toward a 9 to 5
I'm terribly, perilously
Wasting money made
Spending it on Chick-fil-A
At least my left hand works
I'm still on my search for everything
Scrolling down not knowing how long
I've been sat right here
Thinking of the streets of Kalmar
September, October, November
That can't be too long
Still it feels like just the start
At least it's halfway here
I'm dying to be near my everything
No need to cry today
I think that everything will be okay
I've been, I've seen, I've made my way right back
Back to the place I don't belong
No matter how hard you research
They won't tell you
The food there doesn't have any salt
At least I'm not alone
I'm just on my own or so to speak
At least my left hand works
I'm still on my search for everything
Written by:
William Hinson
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