I never knew what it felt to be all alone. Until now.
I have thoughts swarming like bees in my head and suddenly I just can’t keep up.
Things I want to do, things I wanna say and things I would like to see
All cooped up in a glorious box made of mahogany.
So let’s just envelope ourselves into a blanket of gloom, and be the shut in that I’ve always been.
For if I say what I feel, then it’ll change the balance of my world forever.