Scattershot from CHAOTICA by Beccy Owen & The Refuge

Scattershot

Every hair in place subdued
I’ll no longer wear tailored moods
a giant ebb and flow I’m swooping high and low
youth was a pencil sketch this feels indelible
I’d trade every gift I’ve received
for one day off the noble trapeze
I give myself to work I give myself to you
I am more than you can diagnose I’m spinning gold
climbing my way up from down below I’ll eat drink then go

grief is just love with nowhere to go grief is just love

y’know for some defeat is actually a victory

a long drawn-out war of attrition

I ideate and I flirt mostly it’s harmless inert

I author my own ghost I calculate the dose
I find relief in this pencil sketch thoughts aren’t indelible
I’d trade every gift I’ve received
for one day off the noble trapeze
can’t give myself to work can’t give myself to you
I am dislocated half-and-half created

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• piano
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