an ode to lost jigsaw pieces
Singer:enter shikari
i awoke with a face like a crumpled plastic bag in a puddle
when everyone in this town is a bag for life
he said my life is a total mess
it's 8pm and i'm not even dressed
and oh how i miss your prosecco-glazed lips
i miss them like the majority of modern mainstream music misses
an original metaphor for missing someone
i was so scared of confronting the world alone
fear put me in a headlock and dragged me back from the unknown
i tried to defend our castle walls
but the attack came from within the halls
they say that time heals so
i may backtrack on these words one day
i may orphan what i'm about to say
but in my chest there's a thundering pain
it feels like god's in there
i've lost more pieces of my jigsaw
it don't seem worth making now
they say you've gotta stay busy
i'll keep keep keep my mind occupied on the here and now
'cause you're not with me