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Don't Wither

Speakeasy Streets

Broadened my perspective, made me change my motto
Smoothened the road from a past filled with pot holes
Plus you compliment the way I be rocking shit
Complete

no to your orders

But intoxication clouded things
And smoothened out your broken skin
I thought I was different from the other guys
But my head's

I reflected their expectations
Like a pool of molten silver
Until beneath the smoothened surface
My true self was lost forever

They each expect you

and winter
Girl you making my head hurt
All this medicine bitter
Wanted us two together
But three's a crowd he can keep her
Smoothened out my edges cause you

smoothened stones
Out into that darker blue
Where we could be alone and

You would slip under
I'd exhale
Following you down
We would kiss somewhere
I could