Testo Tension Loop

A crooked smile a crooked eye
Bent up when you was a little kid
An unfortunate disguise
For a pure heart, marked by the outside
That sometimes creeps inward and changes you and makes you feel

As if your work were your whole life
You're sleepless and sickly And so serious, you let it ring you dry, ring you dry
But your righteous vow alone will never bring you joy

A crooked smile a crooked eye
You let it become you
And wish some pane of glass
Would bend your crooked light, into straight lines, straight lines

Injuries
Helplessness
Evil men
The peace you get from them
From them from them from them

You stupid shit.....That was 12 years ago.....
Let it go.
Let it go. Let it go.

You still lockin' up all those
disco drag moves, and your pencil poems
in a lunchbox urn

And your reckless laugh
You still hold it back back back back back back back
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