Escargot
Fragile things surround my feet
The night was dark so I couldn't see anything
My breath was short like my will was weak
So I stand still and I don't speak
Bc just one step, one small step
And there will be nothin left
And the rain it came and the wind did blow
And those tiny little things they had no where else to go
So they lined up along the streets
And all the places that I kept puttin my feet
And now just one move, one false move,
And there will be nothin left to lose
Cuz the crack of the shell makes my little toenails curl
Makes my skin crawl, makes my blood boil
Makes my skin crawl, makes my blood boil
Makes my skin crawl, makes my blood boil
Makes my skin crawl, makes my blood boil
Makes my skin crawl, makes my blood boil
So I made it dark so I couldn't find
The words I had written in between the lines
And we went someplace real loud
So I couldn't hear the words thay planned to come out of my mouth
Morning came and the it rose
And the feeling started to come back into my toes
So I slowly stood and began to breathe and those
fragile friends of mine, they were nowhere to be seen
The night was dark so I couldn't see anything
My breath was short like my will was weak
So I stand still and I don't speak
Bc just one step, one small step
And there will be nothin left
And the rain it came and the wind did blow
And those tiny little things they had no where else to go
So they lined up along the streets
And all the places that I kept puttin my feet
And now just one move, one false move,
And there will be nothin left to lose
Cuz the crack of the shell makes my little toenails curl
Makes my skin crawl, makes my blood boil
Makes my skin crawl, makes my blood boil
Makes my skin crawl, makes my blood boil
Makes my skin crawl, makes my blood boil
Makes my skin crawl, makes my blood boil
So I made it dark so I couldn't find
The words I had written in between the lines
And we went someplace real loud
So I couldn't hear the words thay planned to come out of my mouth
Morning came and the it rose
And the feeling started to come back into my toes
So I slowly stood and began to breathe and those
fragile friends of mine, they were nowhere to be seen
Credits
Writer(s): Rosa Slade, Katy Young
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