Broken from the inside
My heart breaks
When you act like we had nothing
The other day you wanted me
What changed
You want me to play the cheetah
You want to play the zebra
I would like a break from sprinting after you
Can you chase me
Is love really like the Sahara
We have the predators
We have the prey
We can't switch it up
Or are we bound in our positions
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