Sleep seems like the worst submission
the thing I didn't know I signed for
the money I swore I put in my pocket that I'll never find again
I pace my house like that girl I used to live with
that we would talk about over peanut butter and toast
in postman blue uniforms
when what we had most in common was what we needed to complain about
Now I can't stretch myself far enough to make this house less empty
the thing I didn't know I signed for
the money I swore I put in my pocket that I'll never find again
I pace my house like that girl I used to live with
that we would talk about over peanut butter and toast
in postman blue uniforms
when what we had most in common was what we needed to complain about
Now I can't stretch myself far enough to make this house less empty
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