Can’t get my head right, lost in the foreground. Every time you look, you’re looking past me. I’ve gained some valuable insight from all of the lost time I’ve lost and that’s alright. Can’t get my head right. Figure I just might come to terms with the fact that you can’t bend for me - a realization as cold as the ice that sheets the streets.
I’ll suffer through the motions carefully. An endless sea of cacophony. Am I playing all the good notes plenty? A complex arrangement of what I need. I’ll suffer through the motions carefully. I’ll suffer through the motions.
You hold it so high, like you’re the only one to ever get this right, but from where I’ve been standing you look so small and almost fake - your flaws glaringly on display.
Again and again, I will crack. You can cut me down until I fit your puzzle. Again and again, I’ll destroy and rebuild it back until my half’s yours.
It takes time to make sense. It takes skill to fake sense. It takes time.
It takes time to make sense. It takes luck to fix sense.
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