TINY TINY ME
The inner light, every light, my light has gone out.
Fistfuls of dollars for a few dollars more,
I cannot understand the equation and compound
but I manage to manage the numbers.
Small, hopeless fists on brute, cartoon arms.
I think so often of such terrible things.
If I thought you could help I would ask I would sing.
A gun and a bullet knows better.
It's nothing at all like the movies I've seen.
We belong nowhere and it to we.
It all comes together when the math does its business
Hemmingway, Thompson and tiny tiny me.
The inner light, every light, my light has gone out.
Fistfuls of dollars for a few dollars more,
I cannot understand the equation and compound
but I manage to manage the numbers.
Small, hopeless fists on brute, cartoon arms.
I think so often of such terrible things.
If I thought you could help I would ask I would sing.
A gun and a bullet knows better.
It's nothing at all like the movies I've seen.
We belong nowhere and it to we.
It all comes together when the math does its business
Hemmingway, Thompson and tiny tiny me.
xxun:
Ohh I like this :3