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Like stardust, the carbon, and DMT,
I can't even touch her, but find her in everything
Like in my memory
Of all the things
I've never even done;
Things I could never do
Like shoot the same round from two guns.
So I'm restless,
Relentlessly questioning the
Recklessness of my essence,
But everyday's a blessing
That I get to feel her presence.
I can't be this guy,
This fucking hypocrite,
Existing only as this bag of shit.
All the struggles within
And the constant fear,
I'm just letting it go.
The fucking rails stop here.
I wanna help you with every piece of my soul,
but how's that gonna work if my soul's a black hole?
So I'm over it. I'm yours
To help us through our shit
And finally hit that place where i can make it all fit.
I want this, YOU, so fucking bad;
This crazy love to drive me mad.
And so I must say, before I have to go
The only thing you'll ever need to know:
We both got battles,
All uphill,
But please don't even trip,
Because we can be
Each other's pills
And have an endless scrip.
It's pretty fucking clear
That I'm stuck on you like glue,
So open up that heart, brain, soul.
Let me take good care of you.