Glass Comb (Pressure Mix)

Do I crave the past because of my security in my own image?
Is it just the nostalgia?
Is it the regret of wanting to relive your mistakes and correct the right path you thought was possible?
Maybe all
Maybe None

Why does my mind wish to bring itself to its knees before my body?
So that it may wash away in a sea of cold but refreshing waters?



Credits
Writer(s): Cameron Pickthall
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