Çevrimiçi

I must be glorious
I must be a sight to see
Oh maybe you could comfort me
And I come to you strangled
In things I'm told are flattering
Maybe you could come and comfort me

And all the wan, hip, full lipped lovers

Are locked against one another
And I waiver, uncomfortable in my skin

Wait here for me
I'll be back for more and you'll see
And maybe, I'll be saved
And amazing again

You called us perfect
Because we slipped into awkward so easily

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