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In small steps
In small steps,
We fall in small steps,
He sends you his love
Made out of a bullet and a gun
He sends you his bullet
With love and speed
We poison ourselves
We poison ourselves in small doses.
These words are made out of shards of broken glass
That you meticulously placed on the floor
Let it take you under and let it drown your heart
Cause I breathe and I move my lungs
But the biological matter is left behind
So looking up is a lie that god has made
A false sense of a warrior’s heart.
Remember love has been chasing you for years
And you always shut the door
