The bittersweet between my teeth

"We're all young and naive still
we require certain skill
the motive changes like the wind
hard to control when it begins
Can't help myself but count the flaws
claw my way out through these walls
one temporary escape
feel it start to permeate
We lie beneath the stars at night
our hands gripping each other tight
you keep my secrets hope to die
promises, swear them to the sky
As it withers
brittle it shakes
can you whisper


As it crumbles
and breaks
as you shiver
Count up all your mistakes
pair of forgivers
Let go before it's too late."

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