We
Blank page opens minds
Feelings take up too much time
Question all the signs
Too much pressure building up
She lays on top of he
He stays on the thought of she
Slowly they be come a we
you fuck up
You’re stuck up
in a cycle
Indiciive is my mind
To stay and fight or go and hide
Keep your chin up to the sky
And just keep on getting high
Pass by people on the streets
Kepp on pushing past the trees
Sun light glimps of what the day brings
I see gray clouds but the sun is just realizing
All my thoughts and felling that I could bring
She lays on top of he
He stays on the thought of she
Slowly they be come a we
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