Trapped Shut from MLP Anxiety by Anxiety

Let me into your car, yes I’m drunk.
I’ve reached the limit, I’ve reached the end
I cut off all my ties and forgotten all my friends
I don’t deserve the worst of what you’ve got
I’d put up some resistance but I haven’t got a lot
A piece of meat, slapped upon your table
Like a dead horse dumped inside the stable

Take me back to your place, and keep my trap shut.
Keep my mouth shut.
Keep my trap shut.

Upon your table I don’t feel able to feel like a human being
Wrapped in tape with no escape it’s like this every day
In your place the human race is shutting up my trap.
Trap shut, keep my trap shut.

• Punk
• Glasgow