here i am in a landslide
a slow and crushing fall
and though the time allows for flight
i would not leave
perhaps you would be faithful and
maybe the lies are true
its just that when images are tied to
feeling
i still believe that this is disaster
only a word from your mouth would
change it
only running would change it
so i must wait and count down and count
down because romance does two things
in my life (one for me, one for you)
mine evovles into obessesion
your cripples into this
and now i just feel ill and
i dont know how to get out of it

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