Singing slow nonsense to myself
That only I can understand
Grinding my teeth to nubs
The fire that heats my blood
Is running cool ice.
Where's the lovesong? That we sung
When we were bestfriends and now
That's gone you steal the show
I'm bad at vulnerability I like to tie off places Where mess might hide Might wander in to introduce themself Until I'm all kn...
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