I'd be better off if I could understand the vacancy between
Where I'm going, where you live, and where my soul's supposed to be
Do I take your touch for granted now that I know I am not the seeker
Hell, I'll never make the Palisades
And you won't either
If I wait, where will I land
A down robin, my wings in your hand
But still I keep shaking in
The fire of the night, you started wars inside the corners of my chest
The vicious look inside your eyes when you lit my skin like a match
But I would never treat me in the way you did, after the confession
Hell, I'll never make it your age
Learned your lesson
If I wait, where will I land
A down robin, my wings in your hand
I keep shaking in
So I breathe, breathe you all in
Like I'm starving for your oxygen
But goddammit you know that you're just too good for my show
And I'm scared cause I know that I am, still not ready to do it alone
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