On You

Looking me up
Measure of trust, or something
Offer too much
Bodies and blood, or twinkling nothing
Nothing

Tangling up
Reaction and us
Anticipate love
Or judgement as an expression of worth

The moments we think we see
False memories

Will we dance around our brother's grave
On you
Turning the mirrors off, pretend anonymous
On you

Will we dance around our brother's grave
On you
Turning the mirrors off, pretend anonymous
On you

When the light illuminates your face
Not you
Turning the mirrors off, pretend anonymous
Not you



Credits
Writer(s): Julian Zidarevich
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