roller-coaster-pit-stomach
ready for me--
the other side of my eyes.
shade on the concrete
fighting for we
yet here i am, awake, alive.
it's not gonna be what you want
it's just not gonna happen
LOOK AT ME
don't be this strange
don't be this scared
don't be so scared
to look at me
you've got the questions
don't you
dig them out of the ground
it's just that habit
the way i hold you
it's not gonna happen
the way you want
at least the holidays
will be enjoyable
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