My hands shake, my eyes …take in everything
A certain look, your eyes turn green,
A look that tells me the shit’s gonna fly….
It’s fine for now, but I’m waiting for the bomb to drop…
where you spout hate and permeate
my heart with barbed phrases…
You’re so sorry, it’s always the same sad story…
We’ll make it through you say…we’ll find a way
but I’m still looking for sanctuary from the next storm
My heart aches, my head … senses a fatal crash from
A certain thunderous sound, the way your fist pounds
Against the door….
It’s fine for now, but I’m waiting for the bomb to drop…
where you spout hate and permeate
my heart with barbed phrases…
You’re so sorry, it’s always the same sad story…
We’ll make it through you say…we’ll find a way
but I’m still looking for cover from the next storm
Where did I go between the explosions? I’m an apparition from this condition, I should have listened to my mind, before you went too far.
Then I would have evaded all these scars.
It’s fine for now, but I’m waiting for the bomb to drop…
where you spout hate and permeate
my heart with barbed phrases…
You’re so sorry, it’s always the same sad story…
We’ll make it through you say…we’ll find a way
but I’m still looking for refuge from the next storm
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