bleed first with every aspect of your being
I was more than a name
a being among you again
there's nothing there
I swear to you there's nothing there
I swear...
there's nothing there
there's nothing there of love
there's nothing nothing for-
there's nothing there
there's nothing there to love
and if you try to put me in a box before my time
I'll dispense your cells like the fox
with my tongues chime
when something hurts this bad
the muscles tend to freeze the lungs they can't breathe
the veins they can't bleed
but you'll persist that my body's the only thing within which
I exist
I'm pretty sure I'm not the only one who's lost
I've seen what I've seen and you still seem to have
your eyes so closed
and i'll ask you if it's true, that...
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