All
I need's
A bit
Of bad news
All
I need
is something
to lose
Yes
The steady
Days
enduring
I’m better
bitter
At the boredom
I hesitate
To read
the headlines
I never
Meant to
Wish us
Bad times
It's
A dead end
Desk with dead eyes
And
This blood’s
Too young
For deadlines
And I
Wish you kept your distance
And we crave
What we can't reach at that instant
I'm caught
Up
Wishing
For the weather
To swallow
Every slight endeavor
I’m staring
Out
Into the ether
Knowing
I'm prepared for neither
And I
Wish you kept your distance
And we crave
What we can't reach at that instant
Wave
goodbye
to all
the headache
Drown
the debt
the dark
the heartbreak
Wash
away
the desperation
Through
Pretending in
my patience
And I
Wish you kept your distance
And we crave
What we can't reach at that instant
And I’m
Longing for an avalanche
Cause it’s the only chance
I have to start again
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