Bill - Seaweed

Tell myself that I don't need that

Ask why and down the list I'd race

List filled to validate

I don't want this taste

This taste is all but sweet now

Sweetness is why I came to beg

I don't know what she said

Throw it all to waste

Escapes that I always rely on

Feed my moment

Escapes that I always rely

Sit and sigh ifall

Try to relieve and just buy on vanished moments

Espcaes that I always rely sit and sigh

Never thought that this could happen

Never thought I'd be this course and stained

Plans of mine to blame

Noticing the case

This case is all but through now

Through trying to make sense of this stamp

There's no sense for years

It's relative to taste

Seems to be some fault in design

And I used to not care at all

Now I understand your problems are mine

Now it hurts when I fall

Hung from a two bit pole

You played upon forgotten shame

Remember so vivid

Oh it's easy to trace

Retrace steos back from glory

Glory in my mouth and in my walk

Wasn't in my thoughts

Fear is now replaced