Thomas Forrister
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I felt a funeral in my brain
Lines of black cars on a nervous highway
And there’s a certain fear in doubt
Everything won’t turn out
The way you planned
Show me your hands
Because I have to know
If you’re like a sieve
I fall through the holes
I hear your voice
I get scared
If I call your name
There’s nobody there
I felt a prick in my side
Push in the thorn, say, “I’m fine”
Pull me in faster to the bright light
Show me your hands
Because I have to know
If you’re like a sieve
I fall through the holes
I hear your voice
I still get scared
If I call your name
There will no one there
Lines of black cars on a nervous highway
And there’s a certain fear in doubt
Everything won’t turn out
The way you planned
Show me your hands
Because I have to know
If you’re like a sieve
I fall through the holes
I hear your voice
I get scared
If I call your name
There’s nobody there
I felt a prick in my side
Push in the thorn, say, “I’m fine”
Pull me in faster to the bright light
Show me your hands
Because I have to know
If you’re like a sieve
I fall through the holes
I hear your voice
I still get scared
If I call your name
There will no one there
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