Your sorrows sing sadly
From your broken golden trumpet
I can feel it when you play it
Through all melodies you've forgotten
So when you spit words on a canvas
Place them down symmetrically
So you can compare yourself
To what you are and what you see
You talk
And you melt
And you crumble
Once again
You sound
Like the notes
That I've wroteOnce again
I'm scared your eyes
Will lose place
And make you fall
Once again
So I'll try
To sit back
I know you'll
Let them win
Your accent holds cracks
You let them slip through your lips
Where they travel in every direction
Finding something new to grip
So when your draw your own body
Make it as ugly as it could be
Everyone will tell you different
About who you are and what you see
You talk
And you melt
And you crumble
Once again
You sound
Like the notes
That I've wrote
Once again
I'm scared your eyes
Will lose place
And make you fall
Once again
So I'll try
To sit back
I know you'll
Let them win
If you're eager then I'm broken
So pick where you'd like to stand
Pinpoint yourself onto a map
And that's where you will land
You talk
And you melt
And you crumble
Once again
You sound
Like the notes
That I've wrote
Once again
I'm scared your eyes
Will lose place
And make you fall
Once again
So I'll try
To sit back
I know you'll
Let them win
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