Montag, September 12

My Mistake, I Guess

My mistake, I guess it was - to believe we were so close
To demand so much more given how it'd been before
To protect what should have never been kept
And to show anything but what we'd known.

And I was wrong in my belief , but were you too?
Of course you were - all the way through
And signs of precious relief were never there
But we were all along, hiding somewhere.

I sing my heart out, trying so hard to finish this line
And you should as well, maybe you'll turn out just fine.
In this crippling fear we sense in the air
Misery finds us, the perfect pair.

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