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Throw Me To the Single Wolves
Somethings are a slow burn
Somethings fade slowly overtime
Somethings burst like a repressed volcano
And somethings drag the match across the skin
Until a map of our intrusive thoughts are written
Pressing my luck like an iron
Late nights staring at the ceiling
Yelling to myself in my head
"Don't lose focus,
Don't fool yourself
You've pieced everything together so far, rationally
Don't lose yourself in the storm of misguided missiles
If you don't want to be the target,
Then stop making yourself the enemy"
Late night conversations help me realize
what’s false justification and what’s true
But I dread the feeling of waking up
And remembering everything I’m going through
Could I ever make it up to you?
A mistake that holds the power of a modern military arsenal
With the unpredictability of a bubbling volcano
Could I ever even make it up to you?
You’re unpredictable but that’s what I love about you
I never know what you’re gonna say
But I love that about you
Let’s stand together and throw rocks into volcanos
I’m already playing with fire so it might as well be real
I’m already poking the bear so this might as well be safer
Hold my hand and we’ll throw our chances into volcanos
I’m already tempting fate so it might as well be known
I’ll let sleeping dogs lie
When the lie becomes a sleeping dog
She said
"Don't lose focus,
Don't fool yourself
You've pieced everything together so far, coherently
Don't lose yourself in the storm of misguided missiles
If you don't want to be the target,
Then stop making yourself the enemy"
I can’t unhear it but I don’t know what to make of it
But you’re so unpredictable and that’s something I love about you
Could I ever even make this up to you?
A burning match across my skin,
I owe it to you
A burning map etched in my skin,
A subtle, not so subtle clue
You’re unpredictable but that’s what I love about you
Copyright ©
Matthew Bailey
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