Wayne

Gia Margaret

You just spit this stuff out like it’s nothing
Like a hand tries the key
Like your mouth into a melody, rising

‘Cause I can’t spit this stuff out like it’s nothing
I’m held in, paralysed by the ties
Into an elegy, rising
Into your melody, rising
Into your melody, rising


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