ndi from txts & fabric by or neither!

steeped in the thick forlorn
can’t tell the last bender what it is i’m drinking for
and i can’t help my cheeks are red
what if my inside’s right i’m wasted and i’m spent

and i dada

there’s screams on top of me
the ones you left that night with demons to unleash
and i never forgave myself
i took the time you had to do and do so well

and i dada

sell back the car and start again
walk past the beat and pretend you’re holding someone else
cling to the ones that you love
let up cuz soon well we’ll be ringing other bells

look at this waste i wrote
too soon to save but i’ve been reckoning my soul
raise high the laundry line
wash the sheets before they stain and chalk the rest that’s left to pride

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