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The devil and angel on my shoulders
Are holding hands behind my back
Oh well, I can’t change how they feel
The absence of truth
Through their consummation was expected,
But damn I hoped that making them
Bump would do something for relations

I think I made a mistake
Because everything’s looking pretty great

And it wasn’t perfect I could tell
The white wallpaper slowly browned
And as it peeled and fell to the ground
The earth was exposed as itself

Catching my mind in the strangest places,
Like visions of a temperate kind of hell
Amenities and drinks in frosted glass
The sun in my eyes and my heart so full,
I can’t tell if it’s tight from fear or love
The mystery’s alluring and all,
But I’d like to know how to feel

I think I made a mistake
Because everything’s looking pretty great

It feels like a lifetime
On some different timeline
I’m there; in my clothes,
In my skin, on my phone, It’s me
None of my history,
Feels like a part of me or my life
But my feet touch the floor
On the earth like before

The devil and angel on my shoulders
Are holding hands behind my back
Oh well, I can’t change how they feel

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