anne

Bide my time
Take it slow
The summertime
Comes before long

I met a girl
Her name, it brought
The least pleasure
Anhedonia

She rolls off the tongue
With a little exertion
Shifty, pulls an end run around your lethargic efforts to buck her

Bide my time
This gray will end, it will
But not before
She's had her fill

The mirror stage
Comes with its costs
But upon reflection this old bird
Has greater claws

She rolls off the tongue
With a little exertion
Shifty, pulls an end run around your lethargic efforts to buck her



Credits
Writer(s): Carter Zumtobel, Colin Campbell, Kyle Gillis, Quinn Marshall, Zoe Johnson
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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