Letra de Christ Sized Shoes

My size cannot be found
It's somehow, always
Just a half size shy
Heels and toes
Began to crack and bleed
They're stuffed down into
Shoes that i don't need
Direct proportions
To the size and weight
Of this chip of shit
I carry on my hip
And at the rate of my exchanges
I'll never find
The shoes to fit these feet
So sing for us and drink for us
My size cannot be found
It's somehow, always
Just a half size shy
The space between
What I have and need is somehow
Always just a half size shy