well every word i write feels like one big lie. and with every song i sing well i wish it were my last. and lately i've found myself toying with the end, and like my wisdom teeth growing in maybe i don't fit.
and i swear i'm doing fine behind half-hearted eyes. so kid don't be surprised when i'm gone. because i haven't spoken a word that i've actually meant since you've focused your eyes anew, but i'm happy, i'm happy for you.
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