A second falling-out
I can’t hide these thoughts
It’s who I’ve been; it’s who I’ve become
And I’ve grown callous
A fallow divinity
A stained-glass messiah
Waiting for time to pass
Waiting for this to end
(like a fever dream or an empty bliss)
I can’t hide these thoughts
It’s who I’ve been; it’s who I’ve become
And I’ve grown callous
A fallow divinity
A stained-glass messiah
Waiting for time to pass
Waiting for this to end
(like a fever dream or an empty bliss)
( Pallow )
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