Testo Clay Wings

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I contradict myself too much
For my own good
I'm made of lust
For love and loss
And when I lose myself I'll set the grass ablaze
I'll burn my face July came through and I grew up
In just a day
My wings are stuck
Inside the clay
And I could break out, but I stay
Why must I stay?

Elevation with a friend
I keep losing all of them
August only just began
I already miss my hands
Rigor mortis fix my brain
So I can level out my shoddy aim
I have a feeling you don't feel the same
So do I trust my gut or do I walk away?
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I move an inch
The cracks will spread
Hope they can't hear or else I'm dead
Stepped out of line a final time
My ego grows, but now I'm right
Turn out the light
I run away, but I'm not scared
I run to change
What will I share?
And now I'm shamelessly myself
I'm fucking drained
Am I unwell?

Serotonin in the shell
I will dig myself through hell
May is, oh, so far away
But tomorrow won’t delay
Dashing through the cloudless sky until I’m out of breath
And my wings are lacking rest
I know I didn’t give much hope, but when we’re tying the rope
I wanna hold your hand and say
I had fun and we aren’t done
Lookin' through the trash so we can find one
For memory, my lovely
I won’t let it go until my job’s done

Uh, I love you. Wanna hear your voice, talk to you for a minute. Uh, give me a call, bye.