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All high and mighty got smashed on a tennis court,
but stays busy healing certain wounds from a local source.
If that’s where the pain is based and her feelings nest.
Her arms felt like a crib, but she has always been a lot like a spectre,
a ball lightning that slithers in,
spins faster than a top and she’s off again.
Role modeling, try-hards and following the taste,
but after all, I’m the way that I am,
years flew as I was crawling backwards for your attention.
Trough bed times and afternoon brunches and everything,
each schism and particular hate is the reason I’m laughing.
We’re all trade-off’s and promises and the waltz we take is
closer to a mosh pit than a decent ballet,
but I’m convinced, I loved twice to the core,
you share the same with a kid and you’re still not sure?
But in the end I just go for easier of sensations.
Yeah, we all have the faces of lust and soft provocation,
to keep me informed it is a sin to wear the past
like a sweatshirt with holes burned in.