letra de front lawn - stalled
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caught on the cut
i still grow like weed
years on the cusp
and now lamenting
he trips in the yard
sprawled out and guaranteed
you pick up the phone
check the mail and still
live like a ghost
i couldn’t think
walking you home
i couldn’t keep up
walking you home
i couldn’t feel you
accumulating speed
on the other side
what’s it take to ride this feeling
to consummate//obliterate
on the other side
second chance at life – does that
make you long for a deeper sleep
no more room to stand here
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