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Frantic

 

I let it get away from me

I dove in way too deep and now I can barely breathe

I’m reluctantly aware

Of all the things that I convinced myself that weren’t there

 

And I can’t keep quickening my pace

Am I fast enough not to show my face

I can’t swallow down the bitter taste of your trust misplaced

 

I built a city in my sleep

A hidden place for all these hidden things to keep

But time erodes these walls, this fortress made of sand it falls

I’m empty, open, out; there’s no room left for any doubt

 

Let the floodgates open and your love rush in

As I’m bleeding out I fill up again

Why did we ever try to pretend that we were just friends

 

Grasping at pockets of clarity

Loosely awaking from this lucid dream

These nocturnal creatures are fleeing from the light

 

The mirror’s held up to my eyes,

Peeling layers of my carefully made disguise

 

My creation staring back at me

No it never sleeps, it only feeds

Now I realize that I was never free when you collided into me

 

Now I’m frantic, flailing helplessly

Now I’m frantic, flailing hopelessly

Now I’m frantic, flailing, rescue me

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