LYRIC

I woke up in the middle of the night
I called out –
I called your name
Patiently, Patiently
I called out –
Why do I dream so often of his body
When his body will decay
His flesh will be fluorescent grey
His flesh will be fluorescent grey

Patiently, Patiently

You were my god in high school

People never really know.

Patiently, Patiently

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