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Conference time
Queue my lines
Just tell me how many words I'm allotted for statements
Cause I know that we're always running on your time
Try to stay calm
When my minds been teetering against the edge
And I'm losing my balance between all the lines that you've drawn

Forget
my pretense
I am agency running wild on the stage of this fluff performance
And I'm all rage
Oh, behave

She is so poised they say
They say so many things after she walked away
They say so many things
Practice grace for the inverted self in the mirror
What muscles are used to be forceful with words
To be wise in demeanor

I lose my breath
Everytime
I remember
The walls
And your eyes
And your fists
An the way that

Substance
Is forgotten
I am resilience hanging from rungs of a ladder
That only seem to go high
High
High

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