| I survived the wasteland of tasting tongues but can’t deny
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| A beacon shined in blistered light for a while
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| Burning in an open eye
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| No room for improvement
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| You’re just some muse I use for joy
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| The version of you I love is some other
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| Not this virgin little boy
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| Little souls, flirting bows and poured on anyone
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| It’ll never be the same
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| Thundering loud, I stand up proud as lightning crashed the waves
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| I don’t want to stay, I’m wearing your remains
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| I pulled you in my body
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| The thought is really odd I know
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| Does it alarm you or disarm you?
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| I should have warned you, I didn’t mean to harm you so
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| I only said I wanted
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| To bring you near you, flaunted how
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| You were a loner and a stone
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| Who didn’t know if you could be my home right now
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| Little signs are beacons shining out on anyone
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| It’ll never be the same
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| Summer storm, bodies worn with shimmering lakes
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| I don’t want to wait, I’m wearing your remains
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| I’ll bet your sadness shimmers
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| I pressed my tongue against your hair
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| You invite me, you say «delight me, and come inside me»
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| But there’s no room to hide me there
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| Am I a tortured glutton?
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| Am I some portion of a whole?
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| On your horizon, always shining, the beacon brightest
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| I take my hands off all controls
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| Little souls can take no more, I’m told, from everyone
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| It’ll never be the same
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| Summer haze, all decaying, hand around a blade
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| I don’t want to wait, I’m wearing loves remains |