• Just some randomness for 1:30 in the AM. -------- Oh fearful wanderer Through this aching path of something better Than tuna on Rye But worse than a striped cashmere sweater Or the moon in your eye Come down from the tight rope These siamese twins will surely catch you I promise you this Everything will look better if you do Lay down and stare at the sky Somebody's coming in To take you down And fuck you up again But we won't let him We've got bigger hands And cannons that shoot army men No matter how long you want to believe You're fighting alone You're not We may not be strong We may not be sane And we may pretend we can swallow a flame But you're not alone Look me dead in the eye Tell me you can't see I'm standing right here I've been here all day I'm not leaving I won't disappear I'm here and I'm here to stay Come down, or I'll come up But our weights combined will topple this pole And we may both die I'm not letting you dig your own hole It's one or the other No matter how long you want to believe You're fighting alone You're not We may not be strong We may not be sane And we may pretend we can swallow a flame But you're not alone

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