Your head is spinning like a carousel, and I
Know you’re a mess after 3 or 4
But if you make it different then we’ll make our way to the surface
And your favorite place.
We sit, and we breathe, ‘cause i
Know all the words and i sing you everything
We’re just thoughts,
So go ahead and speak.
-lydia
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