Raspberry Seed

It was me

That trimmed my teeth

On a bottle of red

And then I feel the raspberry seed

How can this be

That I'd fear the ones who would hold me?

And inside fires, under those who would never chase me

I will recognize

One of these late nights

All I've left behind

It was me

Bit the hand that feeds

And slipped away

Without thought of the bleed

How can this be

That I'd fear the ones who would hold me?

And inside fires, under those who would never chase me

I will recognize

One of these late nights

All I've left behind