I Don't Wear a Coat

Socratic


I don't wear a coat since I love the cold. It's not my fault I was never told to be polite when I speak. Bow to crowds' applause from empty seats. Hold out your hand; are you ready to eat? You look starved from up here.

They paved the streets we used to meet. How about another ride around to treat a sickness where I leak out my dreams?

Fill in the dirt as I crawl out a hole. Everything I have I stole. It's just cheaper that way. What's the reason I don't wake up? Fuck this, fuck you. I am reason enough to daydream the day.

I never needed anyone. I'd even give up my health for a pretty little name that's electric. It's electric.


Autor(es): Socratic