Speak soon
I need some head room for my mental
In a big room
And a gold spoon on the mantle
Hear the night bring the terror
Through the voices muffled into my sheets
While the earthlings are retreating
From the right thing to do
Talk soon
I need a space that I can feel
Feel real
And a big spoon for my cereal
But when you’re cold and alone
You got nowhere to go except your head
But it hurts a lot
And it never stops
Feeling the weight of the world on your shoulders
So it goes
And it hurts a lot
And it doesn’t stop
Lay low
I need a halo on my exit
With a bright glow
And a gold spoon for my family
When the night brings the terror
In the fighting muffled into my sheets
While the earth is in regression
From the heart strings
I need some head room for my mental
In a big room
And a gold spoon on the mantle
Hear the night bring the terror
Through the voices muffled into my sheets
While the earthlings are retreating
From the right thing to do
Talk soon
I need a space that I can feel
Feel real
And a big spoon for my cereal
But when you’re cold and alone
You got nowhere to go except your head
But it hurts a lot
And it never stops
Feeling the weight of the world on your shoulders
So it goes
And it hurts a lot
And it doesn’t stop
Lay low
I need a halo on my exit
With a bright glow
And a gold spoon for my family
When the night brings the terror
In the fighting muffled into my sheets
While the earth is in regression
From the heart strings
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