Bent

I lace the whole thing up really tight, that was one hell of a night
You put up one hell of a fight, to not see, danger in the sky like me
I pick myself up and hold myself tight
How long 'til we tip to the right?
I come through looking half new, it's very very me to pick a fight
You could feel me way down the mile you see
I'm staring at my jewelry
Can't take it with me anyway
I might chuck it through the window frame, can't take it with me anyway
Might chuck it through the window frame
But no I can't
But no I can't
Hey oh no I can't
Show up matching the moon
I might show up matching the moon
We're staring at my jewelry in the light that never lies to me
Might chuck it through the window frame in the light that never lies to me
I don't know your name, no



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Writer(s): Sarah Barrett
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