I’m alone again with nothing left
Except bent fingers, aches and pains
The signs of my arthritis
Trying to release the tension
On the way to preparation
That eases the constant trauma
Below the skin
Till I feel it all again with nothing right
I’m alone again with nothing left
Except bent fingers, aches and pains
The signs of my arthritis
Trying to release the tension
On the way to preparation
That eases the constant trauma
Below the skin
Till I feel it all again with nothing right