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I’ll pull the nails out of my heels
I might bleed and clot won’t walk away
I’ll fake belief that makes this real
Say we should make camp at lovers bay

Fold this body into paper cranes
Say the grass is greener where it's tilled
Weight on my arms till the bow does breaks
You say we should set fire to lovers field

Lord, That's my baby
He's the keeper of my stories
Lord, that's my savior
Tells me all true love is gory
Lord, that’s my baby
One touch and you’ll leave me restless
Lord, that's my baby
Says real world eat me for breakfast

I’ll make it worse
Make it worse
I’m not even sure I can feel hurt anymore
I’ll make it worse
Make it worse
I’m not sure I feel it anymore

If someone could but hold this map
Then I could collapse
Then I could collapse
If you’d be an oasis that might
Let me collapse
Please let me collapse
Please

I’m so weary
Won’t you rest with me tonight and
Press your self of near me
In my mind
I’m screaming myself blue
Into red gate woods
After you

When I was younger
Was easier to believe
That love need not be
All that i dreamed
But I’d rather be starving than at a table of food
Made of plastic and paper when I could be
Sustained by you

If I send up a flair
Will you answer
I’ve been stuck in this defensive cavernous stance err
Two years of personality stretch marks
Self discovery, trials
Anteing up truth through music like bile
And I will dig deeper find resilience stalk piled
But i’ll dream of your hands
Still unknown and unbridaled

Oh
It’s so easy
To find
Someone who needs me
I just gotta know
Is there a life form out there
That can hold their own

Lord thats my baby
Lord thats my savior
Lord thats my baby
One touch and you'll leave me restless
That's my baby
Shake em up and poor him over ice and call it breakfast

I’ll make it worse make it worse
I’m not even sure I can feel hurt anymore
I’ll make it worse make it worse
I’m not sure I feel it
I don’t think I can feel anything
I don’t think I can feel anything
I don’t think I can feel anything
I don’t think I can feel anything

I’ll pull the nails out of my heels
I might bleed and clot won’t walk away
Do with this body what you feels
And bury me too deep at lovers bay
Bury me too deep at lovers bay.

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