Shiner – Cake Lyrics

feed the images
of his two sons,
but my skins thin and underdone. my teeth won’t break. that’s the irony of this debate. here’s a boy
who can’t get them to call. feels like hell when
he thinks of his life. lost his interest
and found a new wife. i will never expect them
to have fixed the landing pad. that’s the file that’s been left in my cake. that’s the novelty of this debate. i can’t hear my phone,and i’m sure he’s been trying to
call. i will never expect them
to have cleared my path back home. there’s a twist in this phoneline now.