Three Times; Over You

Once again, dawning my robe

Thinking of you.

Yours, and how comfortable–

In blue.

🎶My mother told me that world has got it’s plans. I wanna hold ’em till they burn right through my hands.🎶

That ice on my skin,

Burning numb

And swallowing me.

Like protein and smoke.

🎶But rising on up and then tumbling down well it’s part of the process🎶

Picking myself up,

Without my oldest friend

Sitting with me,

Having a smoke.

🎶Don’t ask me questions cause I’m tired of confessing🎶

Smokes that killed

Will kill

Early

🎶And I know that it’s not much to say but I swear that I’d like to change🎶

Quitting prospers

Little.

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