LYRIC

Howl, caught in the open
Down, it’s bleak and it’s sobering
Flower, bloom in the broken
Cower, doped to recovering

Grow crown and suffer
You stole in featherweight

Sold, bought all your smokescreen
Fold, you were all coupling
Told, a daughter to love me
Hold, still you’re in all things

And I see your body
And I’ll tease you slowly

Bring an ocean down

I need it, you bordered out

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