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The first track released from the Stemson album "Weird World"
Hold my hand
Until your knuckles turn white
We'll make fun of every song telling us to dance tonight
Close your eyes
Just block out all the lights
We can pretend its just you and me
Is that alright?
Everybody said that we wouldn't make it this far
Every other person said it would be too hard
Scars are shown and there's no going back
Seeds are sown and I'm ok with what I lack
The gaps can be filled with the thrill of the fight
It's what keeps us alive alright?
Maybe it keeps us up at night
Maybe thats what keeps me in my bed
I can't make sense of whats in my head
Hold your breath
Like it's the last one you got
Take in every bit of oxygen
Close off your heart
Because you're not meant for me
You're meant for somebody
It's seamless, the split, when it hits is when the truth sinks in is when we can begin again where the cynicism slips in swimming in the mysticisms of the "could've beens"
Ok alright I get it, I'll cut it out
I'm trying to get my thoughts out in more than gibberish but
Blubbering and fumbling like a babbling idiot may be the best I can get
I've never read the terms of service
I don't know what we've agreed to outside of regrets
Arguments used to push the reset button but I feel I've lost the control
I feel like I've lost the grip
Reaching and grabbing for next-to-nothingness
Nothingness sits next to confusion who's long-time friends with loneliness and delusion who will come along for the ride whether not she's invited, she'll want to make her stay inside
But whatever you do
Promise me you won't lend your ear to her
That terrible witch has nothing in her hands
And when the beat gets dissonant
Still know, that I cared for you