the bitter white

Freshly bleached hair on a bike
Two years later, against the bitter white
You said your cheeks hurt cause it'd been a while
Since your lips curled just like a child

Don't go far, I'll miss you
When the sun goes down on this quiet town
Advice and guidance
A door you left ajar for me to walk through
And be alone, alone in the bitter white

The snow on this hillside makes you feel old
Corpses in the meadow grass getting cold
Swing chains hurt your ears with every gust of wind
I'm a jester in the white, haunted by chagrin

Don't go far, I'll miss you
When the sun goes down on this quiet town
Advice and guidance
A door you left ajar for me to walk through
And be alone, alone in the bitter white

I would laugh at anything
I stare with glassy eyes
I hope you look at me and see an idiot
My closest friend told me that
He thought I was intimidating
I hope you look at me and see an idiot
I hope you look at me and see an idiot



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