I swing back and forth between happy
and “I wish I could rip my heart out and eat it”
I wish I could still this bridge
then fall right between, diving head first into this nothingness
fall right through the darkness to find it
find that place where,
i would be the sun warming up the lands after the cold blizzard
I swing back and forth between happy
and “I wish I could rip my heart out and eat it”
I could have sworn this wasn’t how the story was spun
The whole idea was to get money. Right?
A nine to five with a babe I would wife
Everything would be alright
Me and my dream life
I swing back and forth between happy
and “I wish I could rip my heart out and eat it”
wondering if I should finally let go
‘cos my calloused hands are bleeding
and my weary soul yearns for sleep
– Mawusi ©