Got Stuck on You (originally untitled ) – November 1996

Got Stuck on You

got stuck on you
in visions in my brain
in this hand i have hope
people do talk and tell
of what we do so well
left alone, i would rather sit with me
than be with you
like glue, i hang on
till there is nothing but light
this vision in this life
i slunk low and got away
from all they told me
fed me and bled me
who are you going to be?

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James Garratt – November 1996

I am a 40 something sometime writer. I live in the South West of the UK but originally I am from Essex.

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