Shalyn Stachmus - Delicate

The mayflies come out in April.
I don't like May.
Seems to me if I just take a pill,
I'd get through another day.
And then...
Where do I begin?
I haven't a moment to spare.
Getting in with the band,
and making you sad.
I'm hoping you never will care.
No, no, no.
I don't want to be a person.
Left alone to grieve,
I'll keep telling myself that I,
I am a free one.
And no one can mess with us.
You understand I can't trust.
'Cause I don't want to be the one,
that I am.
I am, I am, I am.

Shalyn Stachmus

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