Ink Slinger - Brooke Waggoner

Fix your pot of tea, two sugars

Drinkin honey, please

So when their deck is cut like this, most different thing

A book, a page is nameless

Thinking bounded, spoiled and playing this

Hey form my thoughts in small cache

Through the horns, the sound of music

Soon I’ll have and some will use it

Everyone til now has been in vain

Lock the doors and bolt the windows

Cut them apples at the elbow

Take away now

Come on and make my day now

Honestly, I’m eatin oh my

Feel I’m never growing high

Can’t contain the words, I am on fire

Do not punch and do not stiffel

Pull the trigger, shoot the riffle

Not afraid to bleed from over spires

Which they can’t cut but do unseemliness

Finish one to free your window

Finish, do it now, we are in need

All in all you knew the reason

Why your nerve — it keeps decreasing

Take away now

Come on and make my day now

I-II'm I I I I’m

I-II'm I I I I’m

I-II'm I I I I’m

Make my day now

Take away now

Come on and make my day now