[Verso 1]
Kisses are never safe
When residue of old love is left
How could I feel lesser when
Someone better walks around?
Waiting for you to call out
[Verso 2]
As your cold hand grasps mine
I feel unright and privileged
To be able to look in your eyes
Same chemical as stars
[Verso 3]
Deformed fingers leave trails of hearts in writing
Could three words be the end to birth's only meaning?
Crying to sleep is my remedy
Urgently trying to stand on broken confused legs
Am I looking for reasons not to be happy?
[Conclusi�n]
Emotions catch up with me— but I'm too fast for them
Emotions catch up with me— but I'm too fast for them
Emotions catch up with me— but I'm too fast for them
