Dialogue - Borrowed Joy

Hermit Crab

I live in in-betweens
I slink form shell to shell
The prince of broken promises
Did you know you can build your own hell
Wash out the bitter truth
To suck on counterfeit calm
I didn't stop it soon enough
Missed my chance now the time is gone

I am a cigarette metaphor
A hack, a trope, a creep
I cover up the mirrors
So I don't have to see
I don't even like you
We're not even friends
I never could stand the taste
I just want to feel free again

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Writer(s): Daniel Bradbury
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