it was the tip of the iceberg
lost by default
shifting inside this madness
my heaven
my hell
the shadows i dared to dwell
im soft and lost and infinitely blue
wrapping myself in something
getting lost in you
turning sour
turning sweet
faking this new dance
stumbling over my two left feet
kiss me while im still alive
and waiting for the skies
to open wide
and swallow me up
find me gone,
gone, gone,
gone.
i should have seen it coming
but its best to be blind
sometimes
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