What's the point in asking you for help?
Only makes more problems
What the hell
Much more simple
just to slip away
Goodness god
Don't make me have to say
it
Let's pretend we've never met before
Would you leave
or would you ask for more?
Look at me
and say it isn't true
Shamefully
you've wanted all this too
Over and over again
until it's gone
That's the price you pay for what you've done
Shifting rhythms
messing with the time
Chasing after
what's not really mine
Oct 20, 2019
Oct 20, 2019 at 7:35 PM UTC
What's the point in asking you for help?
Only makes more problems
What the hell
Much more simple
just to slip away
Goodness god
Don't make me have to say
it
Let's pretend we've never met before
Would you leave
or would you ask for more?
Look at me
and say it isn't true
Shamefully
you've wanted all this too
Over and over again
until it's gone
That's the price you pay for what you've done
Shifting rhythms
messing with the time
Chasing after
what's not really mine
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