Nakameguro from tww. by the winter without.

It’s June again, I pretend
to confront the imbalance.
The solstice felt incomplete-
Think I’m seeing a pattern.

Well, the Pacific was colder today,
and I’ve been way in over,
way in over my head,
but I guess that’s the way it is.

Afflicted where I was ready to live
I’m rescued where
I was ready to die.

And now I can’t stop turning, I need to be trapped.
I felt the nightmare grasping at the small of my back.
A sad reminder that caught the alarm.
You could hide it, you can hide it,
but I already tried.

I wanna make
some time to contemplate the odds
of making bets with god.
I’m almost out of mana and I
don’t care if I’m
running out the clock ‘til I disappear.

And now I can’t stop turning, I need to be trapped.
I saw the nightmare grasping at the small of my back.
A sober reminder, a hint of my charm
I could hide it, I can hide it,
but I already tried.

I’ll be a stranger waiting at the station,
crowded by street signs you don’t recognize.
Composed, refined, and oh so cool.
So chic, yeah, in the fashion that you’re used to.
Our honeymoon, just out of reach.
Yesterday was just a
holiday, on the off chance we come out alive.
Alright,
here’s our chance to make these shortcuts collide.

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