Kip Pierson - 1118

a viable die-able age

When you lose too much
Guess who's gotta pick you back up
I don't have the time, but I do
Either I'm losing my mind or I'm losing you

I can hear you up on that tin roof
Such soothing pitter-patter
We moved, said we'd see ya soon
But soon wasn't enough
(It's never enough, am I enough...?)

Here we collide and vie
You've worked to the bone
Now it's time to come home

If he loved, he couldn't leave
If he spoke, he couldn't listen
If he fought, he could never win
Now the moth is stretching it's wings again, mmm

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Writer(s): Jakob Foley
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