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[Verse 1: Cook]
Fingers touching shapes, and thumbs on
Smokey fruit-flavored candy, but it forbidden like I had a sweet tooth
Mouth full of petroleum and all I smelled was grilled
by oranges

Felt like, the lights dimmed to purple
Staring at the couch making sense of and every thread in the pattern
How hideous individuals make beauty in
Summer camp in the cabin, we were just playing games
Bees weren't no more
Summer to last forever

Barbecues at 6 old
The sun all
The wind blew gently and violent and cycled through the decision
Creativity grew on

Spending days cooped up eating pizzas that's
And pumpkin
Toxins in my body lyrically
We spent with the minutes turned to hours

Hours missing you even though you there
Because I you'd leave again
it was over

So I prayed every dragged out even longer
From minutes to
And to years

I was prostrating myself on top of a train
While the sun down and I had never been more vulnerable
I was no longer
But I worried

The world felt
had their own life, and feelings
And nature was not concerned with mine

Dogs at me as I bolted through
Yet with the wind
partying in a crowded room while gritty, hauntingly beautiful sounds played
Yet there were 2 people

on dining room tables
Waiting on an that never came
I felt like bolder letters spelt out my character and who I was
Had withered to shrill sharply shaped

I like bolder letters that spelt out my character and who I was
Had withered to shrill sharply letters

A lightbulb replaced the sun in the sky and it flickered at me. Oil stained fur coats microwaving wax the base was aluminum foil

We were at the end of a harmonie movie
Walking in a field with shaved heads and neutral on, Waving sticks

passiveness
Buttered
Plastic,
blazer blazed with blood

Clogged
Injected the IV and and water squirted everywhere
Blood brothers with the man
Let him the house as a tip

Waffle
tinted hood, sentimental
'Bout 'fore my dropped

I see the world like that again
And I do when I stare at the and wonder what's under
Looking at the sky makes me of the future and ponder what's coming

Limes and

Antiquing ancient
That hold old reflection