And I know, all these years you’ve written about me
The good ones, the descriptive ones
Just out of reach
As I have always been
I’ll lull your mouth to sleep with mine
A lie I’m willing to keep
Awake
Unjust
Unfit
Uncut
And scene
Dec 2, 2025
Dec 2, 2025 at 12:52 AM UTC
And I know, all these years you’ve written about me
The good ones, the descriptive ones
Just out of reach
As I have always been
I’ll lull your mouth to sleep with mine
A lie I’m willing to keep
Awake
Unjust
Unfit
Uncut
And scene
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