The Obsessives - Daisy lyrics
[The Obsessives - Daisy lyrics]
An inaccurate preface to the starting
With you asking me what I
Was reading and if I
Ever sought solace in lonely
Places like my room
Ever since then all I do is think about you
Now this friendship has grown
Into a sad display
Of what I would do candidly on tape
To make you see that I could be
The right person to turn "you"
And "I" into "we"
It seems quite frankly impossible
That my writing would ever affect you
Like the way you buried me
Under mountains of mud
My finger brushes yours and my world is one
Inch by one inch by one inch
My finger brushes yours and my world is one
Inch by one inch by one inch
I write her poems I recite them
Like the man I am