One for the money, two for the show
I never was ready so I watch you go
— champagne problems

Walk past, quick brush
I don’t like slow motion, double vision in rose blush
I don’t like that falling feels like flying ‘til the bone crush
— gold rush

But what would you do if I
Break free and leave us in ruins
Took this dagger in me and removed it
Gain the weight of you, then lose it
Believe me, I could do it
If it’s all in my head, tell me now
— tolerate it

Past me:
I wanna tell you not to get lost in these petty things
Your nemeses
Will defeat themselves before you get the chance to swing
— long story short

The autumn chill that wakes me up
You loved the amber skies so much
— marjorie

11 December 2020 09:56:45