uh,
anywhere we go my mama told me weyre like stars-
we ain't near you but you can feel us when we glow-
If it was stones then i beg you to reach in 'n riip out my heart,
Down with nowhereso in this pit-
I spit out big tip,
saliva drip brokened neck birds
so for me to live is to slurp no hope from our words.
chains and i'm blind,
throwned into clear water-
guessing I'm in god's core,
I can feel my child-hoods past-
how its warm,
opening through me like doors
but the past was a mistake 'n thats the third time for me bein' born..
(uh..)
so im not takin any turns.
sure,
meet myself near the merry-go-round,
left...
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