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You’re a twister, I’m a tidal wave

who would have made the mistake

of thinking we were soulmates

We’re both at the front of the line

stare at each other’s power

and deny we’re in control

I toss you the ball, you toss it back

We slide down to the restarting line

and the illusion of compromise

is our secret congregation

deep in the ground, where

we both bury our devils

You’re a mountain, I’m a skyscraper

and the spotlights rain down on us

queens of opposite sides of the world

We reign over the ants

in the city and the forest,

over pretending people and miniature love

I hand you the lead rope, but

then pull you off the path

taking back the power I thought was mine

The gasoline in your eyes sets my

tongue in flames, and we

can’t do anything but fight fire with fire

You’re a twister, I’m a tidal wave

who would have made the mistake

of thinking we were soulmates