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Wake Up
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2018 Don’t talk don’t slip don’t hurt yourself
I’m lying in the road when you leave
You tell me things I need to hear
I hang on every lie
I’m a bulletproof bottle, a tangle of strings
Fall at your feet, tie your words together
you can’t get out of the tunnel unscratched
You are so far from underwater
but I draw you negative on this page
and you still reach above my dreams
Don’t move don’t drag me behind your gold
when I’m here I just want to give you a pedestal
You tell me what’s important
that I’m still on the list
There’s an ocean in me
that rises when you pull a laugh
out of someone else’s hands
Maybe you have
more in common
your names
sound nice together
but something about this leaves me trembling
everything stands on end
and sometimes when I get to wake up
your face is the first thing I see.
