i’ll take you to the back, emergency. let out all the secrets you can’t keep.
“its like i don’t know what it means to be one, inside this shell of me”
and they say it comes on slow, but thats alright,
cause those teeth gotta grow before they learn how to bite.
and the movies they show, don’t show wrong from right!!!!
and we can argue that all night (yup. mhmm)
cause i will, when they wont, just to let em know i float in your wave and ill get sucked up for days, dont know where i could end up….
cause i couldn’t see where i was supposed to be, its like the water reached my neck and foresaw the rest terribly:
i am a grain of sand forever trapped inside your current; aimless and meaningless like those tiny things i dissect. i learned to talk to the dead and said “something went wrong down here!”
you’ll get spit out and it kills, but you’ll learn there’s nothing to fear.
and you’ve got great, big beaches, from an even bigger ocean.
and i’ll complete them, till i learn how to swim.
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