Andy

C’mon don’t let me flail, a snowball left to dance, in rooms of darkest pale, I always play the fool, waiting for the pass, maybe a path to smooth, nothing more to say, so little bodes pure chance, when you go away, I rage against your news, lilac as a lonely fast, why it feeds our feuds, is my life a freight train, brakes always getting slammed, help me to the tollgate, tell me what to do, pull over make a stance, you're nobody’s fool, spare this fool a chance.