The 2019 Bunny

Testo:

© JoshDexter
I’ve been rocking myself to sleep
Hear the ticking of the clock behind me
I’ve tried counting sheep
I’m the shepherd waiting for them to find me
Sitting still in the corner of my enclosure
As the children pay their fair
I’ve closed myself off to the open world
There’s a bunny in a chair
(How do you know it’s not a hare?)
It’s so fluffy I want to touch it
(Because there’s no greyhound chasing it)
And stroke its white fur coat
But I’m locked in my asylum
On the titanic of sinking ships
It’s hoping around on grass outside
I close my eyes and try to hide
They have not a care in the world
Breeding innocence into the world
And it seems kind of funny
But I say fu*k the bunny
It’s our little secret
I won’t tell anybody

I’ve ripped its little head
And tore out its throat
Eaten it’s leg, I heard it beg
Its skin would look nice on a coat
I’ve seen the colour red
Its eyes glazed over dead
Doesn’t know what hit him
I’d do it again
Why, oh why, oh why
You scream in tears why?
Because it doesn’t look like me, it doesn’t act like me, it doesn’t
And I threw it up
It doesn’t agree with me
I’ll grind its bones
I’ll consume it whole
And it seems kind of funny
But I say fu*k the bunny