Complex

 

I know that I've been dancing around the truth.
Tell me what the hell I'm suppose to do.
And I, I'm a little bit agitated with a slight scent of denial.

 

Please disregard the bottom part of the previous post. Meant nothing i was just choking on 'what if(s)' and 'what could've been(s)'. I'm just a sucker for possibilities and happy endings which by the way, never do come true.

Besides, i've had my chance, i didn't grab it, time to let go now.

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And whats that saying again,
They're only words
and words can't kill me
Well, I can't even spell them
and cadence to what she says is well.

Let's talk about spaceships,
or anything
except you and me
Okay?

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Time to be busy. No time to think, definitely no time to feel.