this is the last time,
could it be at half speed.
baby, hear me out
could you could at least
slow this down
my heart is tripping to keep time
trigger finger stuck
lagging behind
there is a white wall against my shoulder
there is chalk dust on my shirt
there is a brick wall caking over
all the beating muscle is too much dirt
this is the last i time.
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