Less

You'll say
What it is
To the moon

And I'll cry
Nothing less
In my room

Can't say no
Can't hurt less
Your blank steps
Certainly hurt less

A cigarette won't serve my life
In the mourn
(Serve my life in the mourn)
And I'm seein' all your faces
In the floor

I make
Little sounds
In the dark.

And you'll take
What that means
With my marks

You know
A cigarette won't serve my life
In the mourn
(Serve my life in the mourn)
And I'm seein' all your shadows
On the floor
I can't say less cause you finally can speak

It says
Why it is
To the stars

I bleed
Wanted it
Leave me sore



Credits
Writer(s): Jaimee Tempest
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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