body like a loud hum

there’s a fire creeping in my veins and

i fucking hate my lungs i can’t contain them

love me for the outcome

make me work hard

your river’s running softer lately

it’s only getting hotter, baby

i tried to resist

but then i found what to say so now i’m saying it

you might be pretty but i’m seeing

red

your mouth is open

all hail the hard rain

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and i fear that that’s the same

your mouth is open

all hail the hard rain

i miss you and i’m blacking out

now it’s clear that that’s the same