You made me swallow down these words
Only for them to come back up when spurred
At the tip of my tongue, my thoughts
Shout out angrily to be heard
You think it all as meaningless
When you wash away my sound
Now you're gurgling your excuses
And maybe I'll let you drown
I smile through your babbling
And grant you my silence as you prompt me
I know what you want to hear but oops,
I guess I choked again
Sep 13, 2021
Sep 13, 2021 at 3:17 PM UTC
You made me swallow down these words
Only for them to come back up when spurred
At the tip of my tongue, my thoughts
Shout out angrily to be heard
You think it all as meaningless
When you wash away my sound
Now you're gurgling your excuses
And maybe I'll let you drown
I smile through your babbling
And grant you my silence as you prompt me
I know what you want to hear but oops,
I guess I choked again
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