It's Just a Scratch

This is an icepick sticking out of my head
It was born there
No, somebody put it there
It's my brain ya see
It fucked up the part that controls what I think
But i'm still alive for now
Not too articulate yet
I have to believe that yet part
I see many things all OK
People I kinda remember
Like you
Weren't you at what's her names party
June 23rd, 1980
The great hot as hell summer night
We fell in love with each others
See just like that I drop off

You look good
Did you always
Like as a kid I mean
Show me a picture
A photograph
What kind of wallet do you have
A black one, smooth, lots of bills, mastercard
I used to have one of those
Now I'm a comedian
Big word
I make more than a regular common
I get on stage somehow
Oh the chair
I-I roll up there
They treat me nice
I don't drink, but they buy me a beer
I say coors cause I sounds like curse
OK i'm tired
I have to tell you to go
Is that my arm
Is this a wave
That was too much to do all at once
I'm worse now
But I have things on my mind like the future
Let's say the word future
C'mon say too when I do
Future
You could do me a favour and say it
It won't hurt you
But it might help me
Future
Please say it
Future

Say the word future

Someday when you're gone
You will say
I met a young man with an icepick in his head
I said a word when he did
It was interesting
And someone will say
I did too
You will be nice to that person in a while
This is my big exit
I say
Well see you later
Like I used to
But now it's depressing
Then i'm sorry I did

Then I try to smile
But it doesn't look like one
So I wave again
Or whatever that is
Then you wave your hand in the air alright
Then I go away
I can't tell if you did
But i'm sure you did
This is an icepick sticking out of my head



Credits
Writer(s): Brett Ewels
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