If you're a party, it's time to go. You were keeping to yourself and more messed up. You will have your children, and I'll have mine.. It is far, but your body's not.
You're a cloud that's changing when I'm not around. You're a sound I made when you were out. You think I'm changing, but I have not. 'cuz I'm fucking up. and I'm fucking dumb.
You're a child I wanted to stay a child. You're a mother Guarding her one dead son. You will have your surgeries, and I'll have mine. 'cuz your head is young, but you're body's not.
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