pre-calc thoughts

Your throat is coated in love

Your words are saying that I’m finally enough

Take that tongue cause it does what it wants

Fire burning inside of my lungs

(pre-chorus)

The sidewalk’s cracking, the streets have flooded

My mind’s a canvas that just can’t be painted

Pull me down and keep me under

These colors have never been duller

(continue this shit!)

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