The Biscuit
It rained for a whole month
Sitting soggy, waiting at the bus stop
She's acting kinda funny
I ain't laughing, am I meant to be?
Went to the middle of nowhere
To do a whole lotta nothing
Drank a juice box, climbed a mountain
Lost her amulet, swimming in a fountain
You gotta risk it, for the biscuit
Or you'll end up, on your own
I ain't hungry now
But I will be, when I'm home
What are you keeping all this stuff for?
There's no castle, when you die
They burn you in a casket
Throw your ashes to the sky
I think that kid, it that picture ain't her sister
I think she had her, when she was younger and she's ashamed
I ain't asked her, cause I ain't bothered
If a secret keeps her sane
You gotta risk it, for the biscuit
Or you'll end up, on your own
I ain't hungry now
But I will be, when I'm home
Granddad died in the Korean, war
Don't know what her grandma was locked up for
She showed up wasted, to a concert
Its ok, cause I'm her sponsor
Her hands weren't moving, a broken clock
A lost lamb, from the flock
You gotta risk it, for the biscuit
Or you'll end up, on your own
I ain't hungry now
But I will be, when I'm home
Sitting soggy, waiting at the bus stop
She's acting kinda funny
I ain't laughing, am I meant to be?
Went to the middle of nowhere
To do a whole lotta nothing
Drank a juice box, climbed a mountain
Lost her amulet, swimming in a fountain
You gotta risk it, for the biscuit
Or you'll end up, on your own
I ain't hungry now
But I will be, when I'm home
What are you keeping all this stuff for?
There's no castle, when you die
They burn you in a casket
Throw your ashes to the sky
I think that kid, it that picture ain't her sister
I think she had her, when she was younger and she's ashamed
I ain't asked her, cause I ain't bothered
If a secret keeps her sane
You gotta risk it, for the biscuit
Or you'll end up, on your own
I ain't hungry now
But I will be, when I'm home
Granddad died in the Korean, war
Don't know what her grandma was locked up for
She showed up wasted, to a concert
Its ok, cause I'm her sponsor
Her hands weren't moving, a broken clock
A lost lamb, from the flock
You gotta risk it, for the biscuit
Or you'll end up, on your own
I ain't hungry now
But I will be, when I'm home
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Writer(s): Leon Shelley
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