I can smell you on my shirt
Not delivered not alert
A lump with nothing to exert
Silence to drench with
Bridges to burn
It's the burden of consent
Flare out, provoke, and return

I'm not alive
I don't shine I just coincide
And we fit soundly inside a frame
We're all the same, afraid with nothing to reclaim

You sink, ashamed of the restless concealed
It's not distinct but it's real
A [?] slowly heal
And I'm new but I put it all on my myself
Now my composure's stealthed
Running off sincerity to dwell and dwell and dwell and dwell and

I'm not alive
I don't shine I just coincide
And we fit soundly inside a frame
We're all the same, afraid with nothing to reclaim

Medicate
Common life
Just to replace sleep with empty space
And I just do the same just to get away
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