Tea
Where have the mugs gone
I'm really wanting tea
Fingering the biscuits
No room left for me
Strong, slow and milky
Nothing to sweeten the deal
They promise it is heaven
Less to make you feel like
Bags that break are bags that ache and
There would be no doubt so
Get the fuck out
Took a while, took a while, took a while
To brew it
Took a while, took a while, took a while
Now drink it
Took a while, took a while, took a while
You want it
Took a while, took a while, took a while
Now drink it
Autor(es): Darcie