IS IT IN MY HEART
IS IT IN MY GUT
OR A PIECE OF DISEASE
THEY HAVEN’T SLICED OUT YET
FLAMMABLE STATE OF MIND
A CRISIS EVERY TIME
WIND HITS
THE WET STREET
I CAN’T FEEL WITHOUT TRYING
A MIND
PERHAPS A SOUL UNWINDING
A CLOCK THAT ROLLS IN ONE DIRECTION
CRYING FOR
CRYING FOR YOUR LOVE
HIDING FROM
HIDING FROM
GROW A FACE FROM THE GARDEN OF NEW FALLEN MEN
EACH ONE WILTS WITH THE DAY JUST LIKE A FLOWER OF SKIN
A MAGIC TRICK WHERE YOU PULL A GUN FROM A HAT
OR MAYBE WATCH ME SAW MYSELF IN HALF
A MIND
PERHAPS A SOUL UNWINDING
A CLOCK THAT ROLLS IN ONE DIRECTION
CRYING FOR
CRYING FOR YOUR LOVE
HIDING FROM
HIDING FROM YOUR LOVE
A VIRUS MADE UP OF CHILDISH EMOTION
A RECYCLED VALENTINE
FILLED WITH DIRT AND RIBBONS
FROM ME TO YOU
FROM YOU TO ME
THE OPPOSITE
OF ENERGY

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