I am afraid to leave the coat check
Because I'm only eight years old
I stole a moldy piece of shoelace
With the intention of cold storage in my nose
When I was younger I had many things (many things)
That I now wish I still had stored (BB gun, baseball bat, blankets and a lollipop)
I am a factory of vacancy
An emptiness inside my heart
Forever I'll be bored (bored)
