No one can hear you
Look for a clock
Float away

Your intense gaze made me confuse reality with a dream

The smell of your hands and the smell of honey and, the smell of your hands

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Recently I've been joking with my dad a lot, I oddly enjoy the sound of his forced laughter

I wonder a lot about her
What was she like in her youth
Who she loved and who she hated
And I don't mind her giving me nightmares
She's welcome anytime

If only she were still alive
I would've discovered it all

Time to brush my precious teeth and drift to the deep sleep

I wanna be so much more