It's composed
In a tiny little block
Add water
And it can't control itself
She's composed
Everything is fine
Until someone adds water
And she can't control herself
Her water is her name
Her water is her past
Her water is the constant reminder
That she didn't tell
Her water is not being able to love you right
Yet
If anything could bring her back together
It's you.
Jul 4, 2019
Jul 4, 2019 at 6:49 PM UTC
It's composed
In a tiny little block
Add water
And it can't control itself
She's composed
Everything is fine
Until someone adds water
And she can't control herself
Her water is her name
Her water is her past
Her water is the constant reminder
That she didn't tell
Her water is not being able to love you right
Yet
If anything could bring her back together
It's you.
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