Nothing - Micachu & The Shapes

His bag was as close to me

As the memory of his father and me

But he moved it away before

I had the chance to look into it at all

His reaction was an eye full

But I still had my mouth full

And I couldn’t tell the truth

We had everything to loose

So I stood on a cigarette

And decided we hadn’t finished yet

I should tell him before I forget

I’m surprised he hasn’t guessed it yet

Take your pity and sympathy

'Cos there is nothing wrong with me

The crutch of his wrinkled hand

Clutched my spine and

It wrecked me fine

Black fingernails dug in

I was wrenching and he cracked a grin

I was frail I was painfully thin

I never found my safety net

Take your pity and sympathy

'Cos there is nothing wrong with me