A Haircut

You placed meaning in my hair
I swear it was not thinking of you

The chair, I sit, I stare,
cockpit, blown hair, talk shit, go there

You placed meaning in my eyes
I sigh, they were not thinking of you

The floor, my tea, the door,
hand me my phone please leave go home

Keep your head
To your head

I hold scissors in my hands
My plans are executed perfectly

A shave, a snip, oh James
my trip, a blade, my lip, unchained, fuck it

You hold scissors in your hands
Your plans are executed hastily

How lame your grip, escape
Oh shit, how tame that clip, oh blame shift it

Keep your head
To your head



Credits
Writer(s): Benjamin Krummenacher
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