Scratching Crawling Scrawling
Tim Smith
The scratching crawling scrawling
The grimy wardrobe closes
My getaway is closing for yet another day
But dimmer getting brighter is
Pushing me down to the ground
With your foot passing over over the top of me
But will you let me know that my leg is on fire
My getaway is closing for yet another day
But scratching crawling scrawling
And the dribble on my bed