you picked me up from my bottomless pit
swept the dirt off my back and sent me on my way
under the impression you had wanted an impression
I gave you a reason for love
here, underneath retrieving turnovers
you made out with some other memory
there was no point in the needle you put in my arm
if you are to be my drug, you should be my only high
this sand castle didn't build itself
all it takes is a little push to fall apart
how underestimated reliving this, have I become
the last moment I recall you being happy was in my arms
at no point did I ever say I wanted this to be a bigger scene
the cargo fell off this sinking ship and waded out into the ocean scene
through the waves pulling forward and falling under
currently the current is pulling me down
hurt from all the time you forgot
I guess it was never that important
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