bare feet

I hate being neat,

you know, 

so I 'd rather fall asleep

now. Fall into the deep

sea, never again free,

but handsome. I will be

nice, you 'll see.

I will only have a sting

like a bee,

for those who pretend to care

about me.

And you will be a queen,

before you I 'll be on my knees,

in a forest of fools,

i 'll be the tallest tree.

But that's ok

'cause I have weak feet,

you know.

I didn't make anything to eat,

so, no bad dream

can wake me up 

until the sun rises to its feet.

The only thing

is that I still have this fear to beat,

you know,

and nothing works

except you and this pill.