We mess-up the words:
Loose + slow moving. breathe
.
It'll happen again, and again.
Nothing to gain
.
All of my fear, alive.
All of that time, wanting you near
All of that time, wanting you near
.
*she told me to release me*
*she told me to release me*
*release doesn't come from them*
Someday, confidence. Enough to come inside, tell them
.
I only go to cocktail parties held in my honor.
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