you don’t look up or at me the same
i’ve failed in a lot of ways
see my weakness and treat me different
tired of other peoples eyes, i go about things wrong
sweet lyric help me run
for a course that’s frayed
i’ll cover you until you put some clothes on
old things won’t work
the postiton of the sun was peculiar when you stopped believing
sanity gone, come crawling back
sweet lyric help me run for
a course that’s frayed
sweet lyric help me run
to a safe place where i might find you
where i might find peace
where i might find solitude
*for matthew*
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