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Followup

I can’t
I can’t tell
By myself

Lie
Small and frail
By myself I think I can manage it

Sigh
I should tell you
Think we would’ve thought of this

We don’t need you
We don’t see you ending up a part of this
We don’t think the same of what we used to think of happiness
Intrinsic, she starts
“You think we would’ve thought of this”

Why I never found my way again

What would you know about trust?
What would you do to get what you want?
What would you know about truth?
When will it be enough proof to refute
What you already know?
I think you should go

Where would you be when the cut’s not enough?
What then would they say about us?
Unusual how it matters so much
It’s hard to predict when your god’s out of touch

What would you know about blood?
What would you do if you could?
What have you done for me that I couldn’t do for myself
If I didn’t need your help?
Not yet

Breathe in slow
Let dark parts grow
We don’t know why you care
I know why there’s nothing there

I can’t (do this anymore)
I can’t tell (you)
By myself (I)

Lie (to me again)
Small and frail (I am)
By myself I (don’t) think I can manage it

Sigh (again, to me again)
I should tell you
Think we would’ve thought of this (before we fell down)

We don’t need you
We don’t see you ending up a part of this
We don’t think the same of what we used to think of happiness
Intrinsic, she starts
“You think we would’ve thought of this”

+ – – – –

Never does it go to show
In the throes of hope will we try to feel alive
We mind, but we’re fine

Easier than rope
But no choke starts without a fire
But we try to seem fine all the time (all the time)

Tell her how you told me at home
You’d hold me close until we died while you drive
We decide to try to try

Leaving what you know makes it hard to feel the tide
This time

+ + – – –

This time I won’t fall for this
These short step relationships
Star-studded pools I can’t resist
But too deep to swim against this time

This time I’ll pretend that my will contends
Twist my tongue until it rips
Bright blue apocalypse
There is no innocence

This time
This tide
In rhyme
This time
This time
This time

+ + + – –

Calling all cars of the lovers who are all
Sitting still on the open road
Thinking old scars will appeal to the heart
Of a thrill that you do not know
You don’t want more
You just want a war in me

Slipping on tiles of reality is fine
If you haven’t got a place to go
Going for a ride just as long as it subsides
By the time that we get back for the show
You don’t want less
You just want what’s left in me

The center of the earth can be anywhere you are, you know
The center of the earth can be anywhere you are, you know

Separating sides of the argument is wise
If you favor everyone the same
But no one is the wiser if we settle on a slider
Regulating who will win the blame
You don’t have need
All of your greed in me

The center of the earth can be anywhere you are, you know
The center of the earth can be anywhere you are, you know
The center of the earth can be anywhere you are, you know
Wait for me
I can’t see

Leaving what you know, familiarity in tow,
Makes the shore hard to call by name
Leveraging your hold for a better bit of gold
Leaves you hurting for it all the same
You don’t have a grip
Dig your fingertips in me

Calling all cars of the lovers who are all
More toxic than we might have known
Celebrating scars like they represent a part
Of ourselves that we ought to show
Wait for me
I can’t see

The center of the earth can be anywhere you are, you know
The center of the earth can be anywhere you are, you know
The center of the earth can be anywhere you are, you know
The center of the earth can be anywhere you are, you know
Wait for me
I can’t see

I can’t see…

+ + + + –

Leaving what you know makes it hard to feel the tide
Even if it’s best for the sake of you and I
Breaking hearts and bones takes a toll on every life but,
Something here brings me piece tonight

Wait for me
I can’t see
Repetition centered
Just offscreen

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