Testo Half Eaten

Skittles in my pockets so old
Like the concrete stones I hold
I can give you wisdom
But I shook hands with nihilism and now I need to wash them
Hiding in the music block unseen
Ham and cheese sandwich up my sleeve
Only got the twelve keys for company
Maybe it's all I need
You can call me a loner but I won't be alone
You could say its beginning and there's a long winding road
Cause I

I was fourteen when I got the blues
Such a sad boy difficult even to tie my shoes
Better days I wanna meet 'em too
I'm a blown-fuse, Half Eaten bowl of tomato soup
I was fourteen when I got the blues
Such a sad boy difficult even to tie my shoes
Better days I wanna meet 'em too
I'm a blown-fuse, Half Eaten bowl of tomato soup

I got complimented on my air Buzz cut with the Nike Air's
Teacher said I'll go far if I decide to settle down this time
Struggle on the daily to eat
A spoon of Coco Pops and broken families
At least I get to solo on my guitar until the day turns dark

You can call me a loner but I won't be alone
You could say its beginning and there's a long winding road
Cause I

I was fourteen when I got the blues
Such a sad boy difficult even to tie my shoes
Better days I wanna meet 'em too
I'm a blown-fuse, Half Eaten bowl of tomato soup
I was fourteen when I got the blues
Such a sad boy difficult even to tie my shoes
Better days I wanna meet 'em too
I'm a blown-fuse, Half Eaten bowl of tomato soup
Cause I

I was fourteen when I got the blues
Such a sad boy difficult even to tie my shoes
Better days I wanna meet 'em too
I'm a blown-fuse, Half Eaten bowl of tomato soup