[Days]

It's when I wanna stay, like a piece of duct tape,
Glued to the comfort I'm aware of, thinking 'bout what I haven't done.
But this is the place, for all the things I never said,
When the passenger door is all play and no game.

What a fucking waste, some might say,
Beneath the sunny bright days,
But who's to say.
When a lighter is all you need, for the brightness and funny deeds,
Get the gunpowder out and go ablaze,
There's no fireworks when it's all the same.

When the window is behind grates there is no more grace,
Only the pace and taste of those lost in waves.

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>>939343704
You're the bitch, come here love.

>>939344093
Truly, such a short but funny journey.