Black on Beige
You come to my home, rattling your chains
You’re not welcome here; you’re done, you’re done
Barely here, but enough to give me a fright
Hauntingly familiar
Won’t let you take the wheel
There’s no one here, but you and I
And two’s a crowd, although there’s way too much space
Let it close in on you, suffocate my will
But I should be done by now
And a hint of a hit will floor me
Walk away.. I will walk away
Won’t let you take the wheel
Writer/s: SIDDHARTH BASRUR
