(Chorus)
My fingers are dancing to lesbian heartbreak
Under darker skies cause that's where I feel safe
and my thoughts are like a flying snake
Flying loops like I don't know better
Like I don't know I'm supposed to break better
(Post Chorus)
Rounded knifes don't cut bricks
But I'm always dumb enough to believe it.
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PoetryNarrating my thoughts, stimming, and pretending I have beautiful lyrics to corporealize.