Grey washed to bluster
In casted out thoughts
Shoes dragging on the pavement
Unnerves me in ways
To keep it moving
Pounding sticks in my head
As I try to give in to the ways I digress
I’ve got the same face
Hair is changing
And I might stick right now
But then I’ll drift off
Wore down this shine
As looping back
Seems to make it grow duller
Unfurl this spline
With crooked slack
That bends to look closer
And I need that rush
Gotta fade or else it does
I know you feel the same
Woke in a haze on the bus
The hard blue seats really hold in the musk
Livid and backtracking now
I’m pulling the chord
But I cringe at that sound
Projected in ways on my peers
Their somber moving iterates all my fears
I’m in the same place
But I’m changing
And I might slip somehow
But then you’ll get off
Stumble down to the bus stop Grey washed to bluster In casted out thoughts Shoes dragging on the pavement Unnerves me in ways To keep it moving Pounding sticks in my head As I try to give in to the ways I digress I’ve got the same face Hair is changing And I might stick right now But then I’ll drift off Wore down this shine As looping back Seems to make it grow duller Unfurl this spline With crooked slack That bends to look closer And I need that rush Gotta fade or else it does I know you feel the same Woke in a haze on the bus The hard blue seats really hold in the musk Livid and backtracking now I’m pulling the chord But I cringe at that sound Projected in ways on my peers Their somber moving iterates all my fears I’m in the same place But I’m changing And I might slip somehow But then you’ll get off Explain Request ×
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