repeating an action over and over expecting a different outcome
and girl the thought of life without you is drivin me crazy
so I'll try on this insane
chasing your embrace til my grave
I just want to hold you at four in the morning watching infomercials
making fun of these scripted dicks that think they are pimpin
but really I just want to hold you at any time watching anything
so
I'll be on this grind until I find this finish line
where you are either mine, or I am no longer alive
either way I'll be closer to the divine
I get so close to catching you in my butterfly net
but I never learned how to patch these holes
so you take the wind and my horizon with you
while I just stand here swallowing this storm you left behind
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