Stinger

Staring at myself
Shadow flickering
Dancing on the ceiling

I don't like
Glass footsteps
Trailing where it shouldn't

And I don't like
The pregnant silence and stare
From words said
From the bottom of
My stomach

You shock me
With your furrowed brow
You shock me
With your baby lip

In a fit of laughter
I don't think
No contemplation
I act with no hesitation
I'm a man of action
Cold ambition

You surprised me
With your clasped hands
Should've left sooner

You know who I am
You know who I am
You know who I am
I'm a stinger



Credits
Writer(s): Pavel Stroke
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