Bofolk Ballico - Dinner Without a Plate Lyrics

Round and round in circles waiting for a figure eight
It's like sitting down in the middle of the day eating dinner without a plate

A roundabout way of thinking as I go in and out of wincing
At the thought of my heart, my blood, my fate
Don't wanna eat my dinner without a plate

Around the corner I can't be sure that what I'll see I would of seen before
I'll take my time but I don't wanna be late
I don't wanna eat my dinner without a plate

Getting up from the table to find my feet are unstable
Stuck on a loop out in the rain
Bone dry in a suit with no one to blame
The shake in my chest and down to my feet
Stuck on a double ended dead end street
Every other day I'm bound to make a mistake
I don't wanna eat my dinner without a plate