Nothing.
The sun is no brighter than the stars
You just didn’t notice how much further it’s come
The ocean is starting to fill up my lungs
And the dirt was kicked onto me just for the fun
But the mountains saw you for they were higher than I, and they had told me that you couldn’t fly,
I guess your wings were made from your utter lies
and the truth is only where the sun doesn’t shine
So I’ll drink the whole goddamn ocean as if it were wine, and float back off into space for a better life,
while you tell all of the sticks and the stones that I’m the reason why.
Posted Jul 22, 2022, 12:06 PM UTC · edited
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