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I guess it started the lights went out
and started running round in circles tryin to figure it out
I feel it
in my ribs it felt freezin
as my cold air out
through the evening, paranormal
slowly being called to the
where the ghosts gather and sell the devil their dreams, i observe
hails from the other of the curb
hold the notepad
scribble my words in the limelight
this is what it's like to ink
put your fingers in it me a picture of what you think
make it beautiful and it look like love
it hang from the heavens
make it my trust
it real
make it
make it out of the
it passionate and impossible to touch
it's
slowly resurrected from the
when you its everything inside of you, its us.
You're all I've ever
So to my
You got me running home
for the roses
You're my blood and bones, my soul and open throne
all I know
Ive spoke a in the dark one night
it take form in front of me and mimic my life
it seemed natural specially watching its breathe like poetry
watch as it clung to its own chest a smile
out of broken pieces of tile
you can see the thoughts running em around for miles
if you want it say that old road is haunted
if you travel on it long enough you'll get off it
you believe it cause everything is when you see it
then you process automatically think that you it
and automatically sticks to the when the truth of it is standing outside playing cards in the rain
you never beat the game it plays
you can only turn and lick the blood from your own switchblade
its forever slowly from the dust
when you understand its inside of you, its us.