Here I sit
The ready soldier
Cold and deprived of your touch
And stuck at your mercy
**
I’m completely surrounded
And clogged inside myself
Frozen like a memory
Are the days I ran free
**
And here I wait
For the day you come
The day the heat rises
And you have no choice but to surrender
**
That’s when you’ll open the door
And reach inside for me
Finally breaking me free
Into your fizzy lemon pop!
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