start at the sun and
wade on down.
when will you run from
the weight of the crown?
start at the moon and
crawl in between
the cracks that were formed
by the gnashing of teeth.
start at your tongue and
pull it on out, it
drops to the floor but
can't make a sound.
keep yourself golden plated,
don't let the love run deep.
if i wake alone tomorrow,
i'll know you never sleep.
Mar 16, 2019
Mar 16, 2019 at 5:44 PM UTC
start at the sun and
wade on down.
when will you run from
the weight of the crown?
start at the moon and
crawl in between
the cracks that were formed
by the gnashing of teeth.
start at your tongue and
pull it on out, it
drops to the floor but
can't make a sound.
keep yourself golden plated,
don't let the love run deep.
if i wake alone tomorrow,
i'll know you never sleep.
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