Unfinished Stories Songtext
von Feeding Fingers

Why did you mis-spell every question in this
Soft box you brought to me
Filled with names
And enough of my unfinished stories
To last for a thousand years
You get me nowhere
But further away from my part
You get me nowhere

This gets me nowhere


I have watched you in the past chew
Enough holes big enough
For me to taste you through
And dissolve you
Through wet cardboard and broken glass
You should shove this flashlight
Into the hole in the tip of my tongue
And beg me to put you into a dozen boxes
Or maybe thirteen or fourteen or more
And hide you somewhere

This gets me nowhere