Too much
I only need enough to be entirely
Consumed
Enough to digest what is left of my nonsense
No one needed you
I had more to lose
No wonder why
You're a recluse
And I cut you when I didn't know anything more than "too cute", or "no use"
It's just not that easy to be around.
Stay cool when you're losin'
Because truthfully you're still worthless
My dreams bleed into mornings
My nights bleed into dreams
(I am pulling out my eyes so I can see inside my pockets
It's time that makes the fingers dry, the bony breaks you find in your skin, dormant)
Writer(s): Benjamin Johnson, Andrew Weigel, Ethan Willard, Evan Lescallette
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