Rainbows sting
like scorpions
poisoning the cloudy winds
your hazel eyes
weeping salty tears
sorry not sorry i shan't be giving in
For love is not cruel torture
nor a contract drafted up for commercial gain
sorry not sorry i shan't be giving in
For love is not cruel torture
nor a contract drafted up for commercial gain
true love is simple friendship inside a searing twin flame
so burn on burn on like a neon highway lighting my lovers way
so burn on burn on like a neon highway lighting my lovers way
as i am quite certain I shall never return from whence i came
snoring down a highway
snoring down a highway
slumped over drooling on a cloud
i sink back into my couch
upholstered with freezing water vapouri sink back into my couch
as I mis-pronounce unkempt wedding vows
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