Fall Asleep/Backseat
An eyelash, kayaks
The rapids of my cheek
Excessive, to get upset
More times than once a week
I fall asleep
In the backseat
Double Christmas
Make up for the year just past
One car, in our drive
Do the neighbors theorize our lives?
Visit that council flat
My second home, my panic attack
We meet again, I and him
Terrified that I forgot how to smile
I forgot
Fall asleep
In the backseat
Double Christmas
Make up for the year just past
One car, in our drive
Do the neighbors theorize our lives?
All the lies I learnt that night
All the lies I learnt that night
Fall asleep
In the backseat
Writer/s: Bridie Mae Siobhan Monds Watson
