The Recluse — текст песни (cursive)

I wake alone, ina womans room I hardly know.

I wake alone- and pretend that I am finally home.

The room is littered with her books and notebooks.

I imagine what they say, like, shoo fly, dont bother me,



And I can hardly get myself out of her bed.

For fear of never lying in this bed again.

Oh christ, Im not that desperate am i? oh no- oh god- I am.



Howd I end up here to begin with? I dont know.

Why do I start what I cant finish?

Oh please, dont parrage me with questions to all those ugly answers.

My egos like my stomach- it keeps shitting what I feed it.

But maybe I dont want to finish anything anymore..

Maybe I can wait in bed til she comes home. and whispers.



youre in my web now - Ive come to wrap you up tight til its time to bite down.



I wake alone in a womans room I hardly know.

I wake alone - and pretend that I am finally home.



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