Danny

You came to us in bits, said ice’s in your blood, somehow nothing fits, tried to make the claim, that your word is good, issued beyond the Pale, who cares about yellow lists, you want to draw blood, not worth another hit, wait for better days, gaps in life to plug, want to like your face, simply do what we insist, it won’t drive you nuts, let your fate drift, act like someone crazy, who needs to make a fuss, we cater for every taste, in this house of whispers, do what you do best, no one needs a chorus, our door is never shut.