get around get around get around get around get around get around get around get around get around maybe get around get around get around

move around move around move around gotta move around move around move around get around get around get around get around get around get around … gotta move along move along move along gotta move along move along move along …

i feel my past catching up to me always

leaving a mark like a pillow that never rises

thoughts cycle like a child speaking into the fan

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butterflies and blue skies

do they still feel their cocoons, like the air knows when it rained?

i almost see you from here

the reflections on this mirror are so bright my dear

i almost see you from here,

you always come running when i open the door

your voice hangs around the walls like they talk

just run faster and maybe you can race