I wrote dinner
They ate
but forgot to taste
My words
I spoke a bite
They chewed
So I swallowed
My words
I asked a sip for sorrow
They served some booze to go
Starving with unspoken
I grilled the bill back home
Bienvenu à ma tête
I wrote dinner
They ate
but forgot to taste
My words
I spoke a bite
They chewed
So I swallowed
My words
I asked a sip for sorrow
They served some booze to go
Starving with unspoken
I grilled the bill back home