Nothing remaining but the pine-scented sinking hull
The afterglow's fading, look at how down you've left your guard
And I just dreamt we were out of luck
My dream came true, now I'm feeling stuck
Your line is trailing, it looks like your reeling out
Maybe we'll move on now that this hurt is gone
And I think we should fuck other people
Enough of this head trip 'cause I left my case behind
I wish you'd get off it, or is it too late to save a life?
I wish I knew what the future brought
Step back as if you've just gotten caught
Can I breathe for a minute? Am I taking up all your time?
I will not hesitate to shine
I will not hesitate to burn your mental gate
You think you're trading up but now you're just a little late
You will not regulate, I won't negotiate
You spend your empty days cascading into empty hate
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