I'm gonna fall into a dream against the sound of that song playing
When it stops my doubt will flood in, my memory is so sensitive
Tell me secrets, tell me all that shit you're holding on to
(oh I'm holding on to)
Let's go, but I can't explain
Got no vocab for that feeling,
I don't know what I like anymore.
So let's go, let's go early
I'm gonna call up the void, and let the devil know I'm done being a victim.
Then I'll learn the art of grace so I can exit without burning down the place
Write down my secrets so I can burn all that shit I'm holding on to.
Give me head while I'm high so I forget how to cry
and just really clear my mind
You don't have to follow,
I can go alone
and it won't be the same
but it's better that, we talk it out before we're fucked
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