Luft
First lift
Now I'm cursed with it
Pursed lips sent you on your way
Could we just white out
This
Could we just bide our time?
Don't wanna go,
But this lake of fire keeps pushing me up higher
Still wanna burn,
But I don't
Don't wanna go,
But this lake of fire keeps pushing me up higher
Still wanna burn,
But I don't
How dare you
So I started new ways
Each in its own self styled limbo
And the things fall into place
Waiting with my arms akimbo.
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