South bound, healing hands beneath the clouds
Collect before your time runs out
Taken for how it felt
Gifted or granted, it still was hell
Barely broken, such thick skin
The labels, the love, and the lies we live in
Caught by the bay yielding wave by wave
The youth in me, begins to wane
A force so strong, to become so bold
As the last link between our blood went cold
Equate, recreate
Another year facing the wind
My body can take it but my mind might give in
Not a single point on a fucking globe
Could be far enough from what you call home
Our roads "diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both” of them
Less traveled by
Born to be seen and not be heard
The rain between the rays
Nowhere to hide, nowhere to turn
The sympathy between the honesty
That nobody knows but me
Nobody knows but me
The semantic satiation in my head
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