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Your lips were sweeter than a merry go round and richer than the roaring seas.
Your eyes were deeper than i delved to go and rarer than i'd dared to dream.

In the morning there'll be no where left to hide,
no more doors to shelter lies for you and me.
In the morning there'll be no where left to run,
only left to come undone for you and me.

Come trace the shape of me to you
and the history that unfolds us
holds us villains of our own tales
the most venomous of old souls
misaligned and shrouded
far more complex than unguided
an everyday tragedy
cos we made a broken society

Losing my mind a bit
Chasing in circles quick
Living in fabrications
Questioning all relations
Tryna find consciousness
can barely lift me up
It's a tall order to
digging out this hole