Wilt

Lilly says it hurts whenever these feels come around
But there are things much worse, she knows
Like being torn from the ground

Your day in the sun cut short by some sentimental fool
Taken home to show off 'til all that love starts to cool

Placed in glass, watching the time pass on the window sill
Gathering dust, an object of lust just waiting to fade, waiting to fade
Waiting to wilt

Age before beauty
They say nothing good can ever last
And when you're not watching, hun you know those years go so fast

Locked up tight while these ungrateful shits just suck you dry
And once your petals start to wither, you'll feel all that wasted time

Placed in glass, watching the time pass on the window sill
Gathering dust, an object of lust just waiting to fade, waiting to fade
Waiting to wilt



Credits
Writer(s): Josué Kinter
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