Lifesavers beside lakes
caked with mud on my stuck
left with the next shuck
maybe just a fuck
I’m still swinging inside then
Lines falling out of time to catch your arm
dropping from this chair falling in the air
stiff push on the rush of my crush
still feels my blush
can’t hear what you said
what
far from me, I see a future
too far for you to suggest
you can’t reach them ever
still feeling my hands feeding
walking in the down sound
walk to the fault of the other
it’s just my lover
finally reaching my head preacher
a teacher come talking about the sneaker
phone on the backdrop that track
walk to Spain
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