never sleep, sleep forever
i'm on a seesaw for the undying
for the restless with a set of keys
i shower on my knees
and every time i leave
i somehow knock over a flower
a forest fire is starting in the west
and i don't know what's best for us
people keep talking about the start
the start fresh new beginning
the fresh and already sick heart
that coughs at the mention of a name
fresh paint, minor complaint
it seems that the day is gone
it's been like that since i've got here
since i've had the
blinds shut, shit sucks
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