filk, food, caps, Radiohead
when you were here before
couldn't look you in the eye
you made me want danish
or maybe some pie
or eggs over easy
with crispy fried browns
I'm thinking of breakfast
I want some breakfast
*waves lighter in air*
BUT I'M STILL ON SHIFT
I'M SO HUNGRY
WHAT THE HELL AM I DOIN' HERE
I DON'T BELONG HERE
I don't care if it hurts
I wanna have control
Or biscuits with gravy
Or a cinnamon roll