Push me away,you're my natural disaster
forgetting the branch from when we grew faster
pushed me in,in my sleep
losing you made another year for history
hopes for keeping...you with me
casted your heart
I'll show you what you've made
i gave too much,shall i give it again?
your my gun of the western
feeling this quake
tsunami heart vines feeling awake
i want you too much,tumble weed of the shock
i keep walking and running faster round the clock
I'm sick and tired or pleasing when you want another
fought enough,leave now,i say in a shudder
Remember when we used to never feel any sense of time.
Now I'm swinging on my vine, i wish i left what was never even mine.
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