Wake up.
I'm gonna ride this plane out of your life again.
I wish that I could stay, but you argue more than this.
I wish, you could've seen my face in the backseats staring out the window.
I'll do anything for you. Kill anyone for you.
So leave yourself intact 'cause I will be coming back.
In a phrase to cut these lips. I love you.
The morning will come, in the press of every kiss with your head upon my chest.
Where I will annoy you.
With every waking breath, until you decide to wake up.
I've earned through hope and faith.
On the curves around your face, that I'm the one you'll hold forever.
If morning never comes for either one of us, then this I pray to you, wherever:
I'll do anything for you. This story is for you.
'cause I'd do anything you want me to for you.
I'll do anything for you. Kill anyone for you.
So leave yourself intact 'cause I won't be coming back,
In a phrase to cut these lips I loved you.
The morning will come. In the press of every kiss. With your head upon my chest.
Where I will annoy you with every waking breath...
Labels: Poetics
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