I will choke until I swallow...
Choke this infant here before me.
What is this but my reflection?
Who am I to judge and strike you down?
Pushing and shoving me.
You still love me and you pushit on me.
Rest your trigger on my finger
Forty-Six & 2
Shedding skin and
I've been picking
My old muscles
Looking for a clue.
I've been crawling on my belly
Clearing out what could've been.
I've been wallowing in my own confused
And insecure delusions
For a piece to cross me over
Or a word to guide me in.
I wanna feel the changes coming down.
I wanna know what I've been hiding in
Change is coming through my shadow.
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