Taxi from Lobby by JAKOMO

Every second is too long
Waiting for what’s ending wrong
Could be easy crossing the sharpest line
How we feel both gross and objectified
Paralysed by shades of confession
Let’s make it a mess, leave no trace

Gaze is fixed tightly on the tracks, I’m thriving
Keep spinning around, lately I won’t fight it
I’m ready to leave it and spare some
Flashing lights, weights pressing down my feet
So tired but I won’t let my
Eyes blink till I lose all sense of speed

Back home, I’m no longer longing for
A sunrise and a trunk full of skin and bones
All I wish for, get rid of all my thrones
Let’s leave it to thirst for bloodshed
I’d be eager to wash away all my thoughts
With thorns and meadows

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