tired of what you know is not - to say
we felt so out to prove - been heard so
you finished off the searing - of the lines into
I want to leave when I see you coming
My
It doesn't matter what we see we're safe out here
continue
A constant mislabel of our spoken generation
When did us children
you fall on words that clamp your tongue. you said
i would sleep for reasons again - claimed my nights
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