Stuck in a memory of us
It's so hard to
I see you; you’re blue beneath your skin
I see you
so alone I know you never wanted me
cast the stone
into
I forget
the taste of
the smell on your skin
and I never
Breathe in, don’t flatline!
Breathe in, don’t flatline!
Don't rain
all bets in
now all bets off
I watched you play me;
I can feel it rip through my skin
I flow freely
bite your lip
and clench your fist
and tell me that I'm
you're left wanting more
of the chemical that fills your veins
and
but then again...
I could never take my time for granted
with a gun to your head
you still wouldn't change the
Captive in this uncreative hole
Again today
But this time I
I know
That we were built to find a way
Bite your lip
And clench your fist
And tell me that
Bite your lip
And clench your fist
And tell me that
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