Hog, bog and fog
Throw it all away
Lying in fetal position
Somebody's missing
Honed, phoned and loaned
There's a knock right on your door
But no-one needs to know
Shelved like the whore
Jog, log and clog
Do it all for them
Today I will walk that mile
Scrambled in a pile
Cloned, droned and croned
Give a life for a knife
And it seemed an unlikely tale
But wear a pair of spectacles...
Come with us and we will try to make your single-life
A little morbid and enduring
2015 • Feeling Like A Caged Lion Pacing Behind One Way Glass
2015 • Feeling Like A Caged Lion Pacing Behind One Way Glass
2015 • Feeling Like A Caged Lion Pacing Behind One Way Glass
2015 • Feeling Like A Caged Lion Pacing Behind One Way Glass
2015 • Feeling Like A Caged Lion Pacing Behind One Way Glass
2015 • Feeling Like A Caged Lion Pacing Behind One Way Glass
2015 • Feeling Like A Caged Lion Pacing Behind One Way Glass
2015 • Feeling Like A Caged Lion Pacing Behind One Way Glass
2017 • Eat Silk
2015 • Feeling Like A Caged Lion Pacing Behind One Way Glass
2015 • Feeling Like A Caged Lion Pacing Behind One Way Glass
2017 • Eat Silk