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seeing silver spinning softly words spoken so very harshly slowly slipping into sorry step aside, now hurry tongue twisted, he never listened hate to be persistent but I’m still hissing tipping to take experiment with hate tears slipping into haste take apart what you can’t taste lips parted like they ever knew I’m not talking to you

why do things always happen like they do never really the way you want them too I'm sitting bleakly in the scene trying to find me waiting for the right moment to reveal things not meaningless not afraid let's take a back step and find the stage starting from the back I try not to have an anxiety attack take another shot and toke some more pot now I'm obliterated not in my right head I'll try to win some bread doing your hair I'm imagining other dreams training secretly in the house I’m waiting for summer to break out