come on come on, smile. this isnt the only thing holding you back. its the
urge to break free from this. four walls, surrounding this room. im stuck, i
cant think. into the mind of a lover, into the mind of a sinner. kissing
roses, thorns so vibrant it makes my finger bleed a ruby red. i just wanna
be somebody, im just looking for the answer. screams in my head remind me of
who i am, one more fall and this is the way i would of kissed the numbers on
the clouds.

Loving, like im keeping it inside. flourecent lights on the black road, road
of lust and poverty, show this where it should go.

Crossing the numbers out, crossing the lanes without looking, crossing
thoughts of you. my knuckles are turning white, blood crossing this white
rose. turns to a limp thought of imagination. beat the time of sleep, im
drowning in my sleep. sleeping like a liar, and walking like a liar, lying
catches up to time, and hits harder in the end.

 
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