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our words span the time of history, oh how the expected still stings.
salt water to open wound, lets just wash away
the world holds potential in its grasp giving it only to those unexpected
i am unexpecting! trust me! i dont expect this!
math with words is my nature, over oceans he is screaming waiting.
a moment where my vocal chords may rest and my eyes close.
im soo tired of speaking for the sake of sound
salt water to open wound, lets just wash away
the world holds potential in its grasp giving it only to those unexpected
i am unexpecting! trust me! i dont expect this!
math with words is my nature, over oceans he is screaming waiting.
a moment where my vocal chords may rest and my eyes close.
im soo tired of speaking for the sake of sound