It's yet to be determined
but the air is thick
and my
So quiet.
Another wasted night.
The television steals the conversation.
Exhal
So long sweet summer
I stumbled upon you and gratefully basked
I know that yesterday is gone and it won't come
Sharp disaster in a fresh new coma
Was it worth it
I'm not sure of anyone, (Anyone.)
But I've got plans.
I'm not
She said, "I've gotta be honest
You're wasting your time
Awake, through the years it takes to see you.
Till
Down in a local bar
Out on the boulevard
The sound of
I catalog these steps now
Decisive and intentioned
Precise and
I lay down, I cant sleep
My mind drums on repeat
I
VERSE 1:
Carry this picture for luck,
kept in a locket,
tucked in
Carve your heart out yourself
Hopelessness is your cell
Since
I believe in clean breaks, I keep the old troubles
The air is visible around you, rising up and off
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