What I'D Say
All is complex and precarious
Unattached I dance along the double edge
Where they went wasn't where they intended...
And sometimes , in this life...
All the signs don't necessarily tell you the way
Unclean hands matching unclean feet
Polluted thoughts still comprising the way I speak...
Where is your presence currently taking up space?
Because it's quite empty here...
Tear ducts similar to the flow of those dirty rivers
I don't expect you to understand
It's difficult even for me...
at times to comprehend...
It's the fear that motivates
It's the fear the keeps you stationary
What I'd give to earn a smile from your face...
What I'd say...
Yeah what I'd say
And when your happiness is derived from devices...
You shouldn't be afraid of the surprises
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