Ahh yah

So I was talking to a friend the other night about writing lyrics with a work theme...
more unfished stuff no?...

Chum

The hum of the bees buzzing in my ears
I turned the radio off so I could hear you coming my way
Down the hall on the pavement of the worlds
Decaying trees all around me
Was it something I said?

Go away I’m afraid of the blood on the floor
On the walls
It’s like you chummed all the waters and now all the sharks are coming to feed
On me

Twist the lock close the door
This time
I’m not getting them started
A 9 to 5 was all that I ever asked you for.
Down the hall the office door closes
And I just got an email

Go away I’m afraid of the blood on the floor
On the walls
It’s like you chummed all the waters and now all the sharks are coming to feed
On me

Sedate
I sit watching the winds blow
Thinking it over