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What I want…

You asked me what I want from you
the answers simple just be true
don’t go hiding behind a face
for the sake of winning the race

I’m looking for a place to hide
to mend my jagged little mind
to fluff the pillows in my head
a place to lie in peace undead

When I knock wood
once twice three times
I remember reading all the signs
that led me right up into you
the sparrow swallowed up the truth
and now she’s back with mended wings
singing songs riding the wind.


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