I tried to make a home out of you.
But doors lead to trap doors. A stairway leads to nothing. Unknown women wander the hallways at night.
Where do you go when you go quiet? You remind me of my father, a magician, able to exist in two places at once. In the tradition of men in my blood you come home at 3 a.m. and lie to me.
What are you hiding?
The past and the future merge to meet us here
What luck, what a f*cking curse.
You can taste the dishonesty, it's all over your breath
As you pass it off so cavalier, but even that's a test
Constantly aware of it all, my lonely ear
Pressed against the walls of your world
Pray to catch you whispering
I pray you catch me listening
I'm praying to catch you whispering
I pray you catch me
I'm praying to catch you whispering
I pray you catch me listening
I pray you catch me
Nothing else ever seems to hurt like the smile on your face
When it's only in my memory, it don't hit me quite the same
Maybe it's a cause for concern, but I'm not at ease
Keeping my head to the curb
Pray to catch you whispering
I pray you catch me listening
I pray to catch you whispering
I pray you catch me
I pray you catch me
I pray you catch me
I'm praying you catch me
What are you doin my love?
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Submerged (Book 2 Of Breathe)
PoetryYou tell me it gets better, it gets better in time You say I'll pull myself together, pull it together, you'll be fine Tell me, what the hell do you know? What do you know? Tell me how the hell could you know? How could you know? Till it happens to...
