I never know what to say, except:
"Let me let a little bit of love inside your trap."
Lift me up and give me some of your love right back.

A lake at spring, half-frozen over,
Neither hard nor fluid, but definitely water.
And I'm definitely thirsty - i hide behind my hunger
until it turns into anger.

Here it's dangerous for people who want to be the same,
So I twist like a fire in the face of change,
I twitch like a mouse starving so it eats the poison,
And I get deranged, here.

I never know what to say, except:
"Let me be your cocoon, you can open me up right,
I can be your bug; i can be your bug, June."
The may beetles come out to fly.

A man-made forest - Dad paid a lot to raise me,
Both natural and imported - either way someone had to save me,
You're all the spaces in between, i ask so often for your help,
like it'll right my health

Here it's dangerous for people who want to be the same,
So I twist like a fire in the face of change,
I twitch like a mouse starving so it eats the poison,
And I get deranged, here.

Boy, you leave me speechless,
like a dust mite in the mattress
I never know what to say, except:
"Let me let a little bit of love inside your trap."

Recently, I found out I was blinded. People don't tend to monologue in private. I make fear so close and easy like a brother. Turn to filth for days, i'll stay under the cover (under the sheet). Like a dust mite in the mattress, yeah.

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