Bare feet on the concrete, the wind blows through my hair
Sore eyes from the bright grey sky, you can see my breath in the air
How (how how how) did I get (get get) here
Such a shock to the system
There are all these places where I wanted to go
But now they’re out of reach, now I’m out of home
There’re all these things that I wanted with you
But you don’t recognise me sat on the floor
All I own is a cup now, but that’s a cup I stole
The world just avoids me, I just want you to hold
How (how how how) did I get (get get) here
Still a shock to the system
There are all these places where I wanted to go
But now they’re out of reach, now I’m out of home
There’re all these things that I wanted with you
But you don’t recognise me
There are all these places where I wanted to go
But now they’re out of reach, now I’m out of home
There’re all these things that I wanted with you
But you don’t recognise me sat on the floor
About the Creator
Robyn Morley
I am in my final year of an English Literature degree. I passionate about all things literature and I have a love of music and songwriting.
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