Misshapen Room from My Love by Melancholy Circus
Tracklist
| 2. | Misshapen Room | 3:34 |
Lyrics
In my misshapen room there’s one chair and one stool
No bed to speak of, one hanging light one hundred watts
I’d like to lay down my weary head
But I’ve got to keep moving to the corners of my misshapen room
Through the cracks in the floor I hear the voices calling
There’s no dust on the floor, but there is cobweb with the fungus and mold
A roof that lets the rain in on my brain
And the windows are covered in coal
In my misshapen room there’s one chair and one stool
No bed to speak of, one hanging light one hundred watts
I’d like to lay down my weary head
But I’ve got to keep moving to the corners of my misshapen room
When the vice tightens and the wedge is widening
I move to the next corner, try to strip away the old
But I move down a path descending
And non-light breaks the fragments of mending
Guide ropes frayed and torn so long ago
What have I to say for not being bold, am I mold, will I go, how can I know?
Is my fear just a raven in my nest
Flapping its wings and breaking through my chest
Since everyone else is so fine
This wrongful illusion must be all mine
And what can I say but sorry
I can’t pick myself up, I just worry, but I don’t wish this on anyone, not even me, do I need Thorazine, how could this be?
