The Physics of Air Hockey

There Were Wires

Compositor: There Were Wires

The words roll off my tongue and kiss the floor.
A perfect red carpet to walk away on.
What inspires you is what's killing me.
What moves you is what kills me.
Two a.m. and still no closer
just fucking bury me.

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