SLATE GREY - ARDUOUS

If I cast myself off to an island and I go there unannounced as if I’m missing at times I know I want to be on track sorry your train was delayed know that I’m ok or you could turn up to your school safe in the knowledge your friend departed wait its started sinks in the cost is missing my dearest friend I’ll be hungry on the streets waiting for your return my stomach ate itself and don’t want to wait for anything else my verses cower on the beat waiting for your turn swear I’ll eat myself if I can’t