July 18- I’m not a shark

Benstopfel

I don’t feel great
I left my take
at the front desk
I did not intend

For the evening to turn out like it did
For me to feel like a new type of idiot
I can’t go back cause I’m already on a plane
Even if I did, what could I say?

I’m not the shark
I thought it was
I’m going to need
A bigger week

For me to sort out the teeth in my side
For an eighth of this to be reconciled
If you told me that I shouldn’t do this
It’s not my fault that I didn’t listen

I can’t overstate
Believe me when I say
Leave me in a desert
That’s what I deserve