Stuffed

Stuffed inside a paper bag, I don't care what you do to me.
If I get nervous, sit me in a swing.
Everyone's moving except for me.
This isn't anyway.
It's not too late for you to shine.
Stand up, stand up, just you.
Let it go.
Am I missing something?
No I didn't think so.
Let it go.
Am I standing in your light yet?
Not too good, but it's a start I suppose.
Do I feel hungry?
You don't want to know how hungry I've been, I just don't know what I like.
This isn't any way.
Do you ever think about the things I dream about?
Don't wait too long.
There's danger.
No fear.
Don't wait to.
Don't wait too long.



Credits
Writer(s): Ishmael Lewis, Timothy James Batcup
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