Examine these scribbles and half of its drivel
I sorta went apesh*t
You somehow still make it so mellow and to that I say hello
Examine these facial expressions
My late night obsession is creeping its way into everything I think of
You fit me like a ski glove
I need a goddess on the prairie to drag me away
I need a goddess on the prairie to keep me somewhat sane
Youre secretly ridiculous
Unconsciously meticulous
Magnetically you pull from me the words a proper man wouldnt touch on
You hear it like a love song
If there was a god for a witness shed know mental fitness was not top priority for me but that dont phase you so far
You treat me like a new car
If tidal waves hit you gonna swim to bottom and get you
Tsunamis hit you gonna swim to bottom and get you
If tidal waves hit you Ill swim to the bottom
If tsunamis hit you Ill swim to the bottom and air wont matter cuz life wont matter if we both aint at the top

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