for no other but you
beloved we've seen it all
too fast to recall
what do you think fall is for
us to adjust to the rust
calling for more
to devour in its sour
taste eating away our pain
some come over to the open planes
between Spain and my brain
can't get enough of your lovin'
will never change
and I'll never be about the fame
I'll just keep you out of my way
so not to confuse
you suits
look too nice to be from around here
come take a look I'm here to glare
at your laughing face
thinking your something but nothing
then you finally might be getting somewhere
not to set you up for failure
but I'm here to tell ya
that is chasing me like a tail
can you please get off my back
and on to my track
you know where I'm going
then meet me there
I'll find you behind the door
hiding your mess
making you seem torn
between who you are
and your old scares
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