your scarf traces your cold skin, a warm smell of rain
wrapped up in favours, not your particular flavour,
x Wrapped up in webs, in the attic of my head x
it’s bad now//it’s bad now// it’s bad now
Do you just let things
IN?
Fly with it on a
WHIM?
I could never be so thin,
Holding up a barrier caging what’s
IN
x How do you just let it in, let it in? x
It’s numb now// it’s numb now// it’s numb
Let them flow, oh let them flow
right through
your tainted soul
Show them what’s real
x Please can you just show, how to let it in now x
It’s real now//It’s real now//It’s real now
Nov 7, 2018
Nov 7, 2018 at 8:26 PM UTC
your scarf traces your cold skin, a warm smell of rain
wrapped up in favours, not your particular flavour,
x Wrapped up in webs, in the attic of my head x
it’s bad now//it’s bad now// it’s bad now
Do you just let things
IN?
Fly with it on a
WHIM?
I could never be so thin,
Holding up a barrier caging what’s
IN
x How do you just let it in, let it in? x
It’s numb now// it’s numb now// it’s numb
Let them flow, oh let them flow
right through
your tainted soul
Show them what’s real
x Please can you just show, how to let it in now x
It’s real now//It’s real now//It’s real now
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