This can’t be what’s really going on now
Taking it in, slick grin, mixed in with the same scowl
None of it matters,
What’s done is done
I could’ve tried harder
I could have won
It’s time to save, or give away freely
It’s all insane, please stack it up neatly
I can be wrong, darlin’, I’m only one man
It’s borderline freezing
Come, take my hand
They swept you away, and let you down easy
To my dismay, repeating, exceeding
Every single day I live, gives away it’s true meaning
Left alone in my bed, could be self defeating
I raise up from my bed, tell us what you’re feeling
I’m in need of aid, to begin the healing
All that is important,
Under the stitching and the seems,
Is a vast, solemn assortment, of runaway dreams
Dec 2, 2018
Dec 2, 2018 at 4:32 AM UTC
This can’t be what’s really going on now
Taking it in, slick grin, mixed in with the same scowl
None of it matters,
What’s done is done
I could’ve tried harder
I could have won
It’s time to save, or give away freely
It’s all insane, please stack it up neatly
I can be wrong, darlin’, I’m only one man
It’s borderline freezing
Come, take my hand
They swept you away, and let you down easy
To my dismay, repeating, exceeding
Every single day I live, gives away it’s true meaning
Left alone in my bed, could be self defeating
I raise up from my bed, tell us what you’re feeling
I’m in need of aid, to begin the healing
All that is important,
Under the stitching and the seems,
Is a vast, solemn assortment, of runaway dreams
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