Tytuł: The Recluse

• Wykonawca: Cursive
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I wake alone, ina woman's 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, don't bother me,'
  
  And i can hardly get myself out of her bed.
  for fear of never lying in this bed again.
  Oh christ, I'm not that desperate am I? Oh no- oh god- I am.
  
  How'd I end up here to begin with? I don't know.
  Why do I start what I can't finish?
  Oh please, don't parrage me with questions to all those ugly answers.
  My ego's like my stomach- it keeps shitting what I feed it.
  But maybe I don't want to finish anything anymore..
  maybe I can wait in bed 'til she comes home. and whispers.
  
  "you're in my web now - I've come to wrap you up tight 'til it's time to bite down."
  
  I wake alone in a woman's room I hardly know.
  I wake alone - and pretend that I am finally home.
  
  home
  
  Thanks to nine (carosold@yahoo.com) for these lyrics