Put your hands under mine
Kill the fluttering, baby
Tell me how the world is, I say
Or let me tell you how I want it to be
We all know I get excited easily, right?
Put your chin on my forehead
Who is the weak one now?
I always like watching you smile
But the details are sickening poison
Guts on the floor
Your heart that was placed
Under mine
Center of nothing, vapid rockslide
We can't keep telling ourselves that
Anything is wrong
We can't keep telling ourselves
That the world is right around us
We could be lost in the moss
On the tower we could stand, together
But the world is fucked, darling
In our world, everything is wrong
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