don't tell me if you're empty this is how you feel
recreate your art and try and catch some attention
ask me to elaborate, I know you won’t be listening
cyclone around the washing machine, it’s so hard to stay dirty
when cleanliness leads to loneliness, assume something is missing
dry yourself off and see if this is worth saving
it’s revealed, we’re all exposed
we’re more beat up than you know
everyone was on the opposite side, of a bridge implanted with fire
everyone’s heard every breath, every eye shift says it’s tired
i’m imperfect, you’re indifferent, we form the worst possible pair
vulnerability is all i’m made of, i can’t wash it out of my hair
i’m tired of this feeling, please teach a lover how not to care.
i need you the way you don't need me.
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