Surrender to the forces shuffling clutching my chest

Breathless and throwed contradiction on legs

With a sense of choices

Origins tethered to my core

Synchronous and pure it's compressed and dormant

Giving more to the story

The cork on the floor

Sitting and rejoice revere the fallen

The void I'm there but I can't be all in

Just endorsing waiting for a chance I don't care to force

Went from waving to a glance when we cross face

I ain't phased so I keep decorum even though it hurt

Surrender to the forces shuffling clutching my chest

Breathless and throwed contradiction on legs

With a sense of choices

Surrender to the forces shuffling clutching my chest

Breathless and throwed, contradiction on legs