Come up already.
Stop boiling from inside out.
Shaky veins.
We are not the same.
Though I've told you different.
Sleep won't call.
I can't stop the draw.
It's moving on with out me.
Back pedaling.
As you all race forward.
Quit, or I'm coming to get you.
Stale smoke.
You plot to choke.
And I'm sleepy in the morn.
I know I have
What you all want.
Why don't you just come get it?
The trek to you
Is fucked and new.
I hate you and I love you.
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