May I Introduce: Lady Table

My voice is shaking, trembling down, I was out for too long. Equally how loud I scream It seems nobody's able to hear my voice Against the mumbling of the crowd And the blasting music. It's not that much fun Sitting next to the main attraction. I feel less worth, it's setting free These locked away thoughts. I'm getting used to it, Always standing in the row, facing backs. And when it comes to me there's nothing left Except the beer spilled on my skirt. When everyone's crying of hurting feet I can smile and still stand because Being left alone means to avoid using mine. It's so rare that anybody care That there's one another just around. Seems I'm air among the worthy lads' and gentlemen. I shouldn't even try, the difference is barely notable And hardly to believe. It's not that much fun Sitting next to the main attraction. I feel less worth, it's setting free These locked away thoughts. My head's pounding, I can't stand the smell Of sweat and smoke. Maybe I should take a pill or even two 'cause feeling numb is what I always do To feel better or Better not anything at all. It's not that much fun Sitting next to the main attraction. I feel less worth, it's setting free These locked away thoughts. Laying in the dark, Repassing every scene, I ask myself: Was I really at this place? Was that reality? I hope I dreamed as the truth would break My heart and mind and soul in pieces.