Stanley (RIP)
Queen Kwong
Sometimes I find myself still wanting to feel how I felt
When you held me close after we found the dead animal under the house
I would spend nights hoping for earthquakes to shake you awake
Just so you could tell me that I was safe
Funny, when they said I was dying
I had suspicions you were crying only for yourself
Funny how I pretended for so long
That you were somebody else
Little squirrel, little squirrel
Sometimes I find mysеlf still wanting to feel how I felt
Back when I pretеnded to believe in your lies
Little squirrel, little squirrel
Little squirrel, little squirrel
