Born alone and I’ll die alone.

Pulled out as a single,

wishing I was a twin.

Unable to focus alone,

my life will never be complete.

Drugs and alcohol convince me,

that I’m not alone.

Until I wake up and realise

I am truly, and will always be



Travelling meant so much

Travelling meant so little

A backpack and a bodged head lamp

Unwilling security and duty free baccy

Pissed before take off

I was neva gonna win

Landing in this familiar town

Let me show you around

Each time I fly

I fly, I fly further

Losing grip on the real world

But to be honest

What’s real?



I see your face

A light turns on

I can’t look away

From your eyes, so deep

That cheeky grin as you look away

Melts my insides

Every time I want you closer

I don’t know how

To act so casual

When all I really want

Is you.