Tactical Terry from Nocturnal Panic by Nurture Nurture

I heard through your bed
A taste of life that's in my head
Will I pick up?
Will this pick up?

Pretend, pretend friends
I offer organs
I know you'll return them
Seen and chosen over

Amended memory of the takes
(Framed so a life forms)
A pool of light across my face
That's this place, that's it

If I look
One second at a time
I'll feel fine, I am fine

I expect the
Gravity of this attempt
Will pull you all into my vantage

Can I have your attention please
Just a taste should get me by

Pretend, pretend friends
You have my organs
Though they belong to others
The trade begins again

Craving every faceless gaze
Claimed for my own
A glimpse of how I should behave, act this way
That's it

If I look
One second at a time
I'll feel fine
I am fine

I expect the
Gravity of this attempt
Will pull you all into my vantage

Can I have your attention please?
Just a taste helps me survive
Can I spot the light that you're seeking?
The spark that keeps this place alive?

Can I be the one who holds it?
Change myself to suit it's shade?
We'll burn brightly together and then
Your eyes will behold us again

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