i'm tired but i'm still listening to you sip coffee while you sort out of the world with the air of a ghost. if these numbers add up, if these pieces fit in, i make any sense, please take me home and help me out of myself.
the latest polls are coming in and ??. the glass breaks. i feel faint. dress me up in funeral colors, stab me with smiles, and leave me out in the cold. i'll be quiet.
i'd like to go missing, but i see no reason to play games with someone of broken stature. love is always in the way of something. i'm not a fighter pilot, more of a screaming fantasy. see through me. this spot's reserved for something i just can't seem to find anywhere.
that one solution for california question our situation backs up the world for right in your hand. drum up the answers or just fake a moment, or just give me something. open my eyes, a reality build. comatose and caffeine bred, our hero deflates as a silence surrounds him. stuck in rooms with ghosts and lies. ?? he did in your arms.
i'll be quiet. i'd like to go missing, but i see no reason to play games with someone of broken stature. love is always in the way of something. i'm not a fighter pilot, more of a screaming fantasy. see through me. this sport's reserved for something i just can't seem to find anywhere.


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