Counting

Like a two
Like a two, maybe a three at first
But after a minute I swear I couldn't feel anything

Unaware it was a show, you stared
I performed the afterglow
The afterglow

Coping is counting in tens
Leaving out details 'til everything fits
Holy respite I've found in the pigpen again

Perspective came crashing in
She said many wise things
Then before she left she said
"As for the pain, you'll starve it, and feed it, and feel it the same"



Credits
Writer(s): Kati Malison
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