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(I usually post stuff when they're done, but this is a draft. Feel free to say it sucks)

Come on now, just cut my armor wings
Why won’t you press my hammer keys?
Oh, I'd write you off your feet
I have a maudlin tendency to fail
Everyone needs help, just not me
The songs I sing are over before they begin
Standing next to your moonlight world
The weather's for the clocks, not hope
And the rain's relenting once more
Morning tears of years and a clear sky for me
Winter's fucked by now and so are the winds
Nature speaks but I won’t listen

It's the high violet that poked my eye
And the grayness would meet the sky
Every shade and every shadow died
I wish I was shy, cause maybe I would've said goodbye

Then I adopted a whole other sunburn
Cause my skin deserves what its got
Who are you to rectify my way?
You’ll have to love me like this
You’ll have to carry this weight
This weathering coat you bring with joy
Is nothing compared to the dirt of mine
Twelve of those and it’s a miracle
I can prove why I say I don’t believe