Scratching Rounds

Planes Mistaken For Stars


And this city rusted worn.
Has pulled us way.
Past torn and fast enough.
We'll never get away.
And I won't see you.
Fuck this fight away.
And if you don't break this day.
Then I'll die or die trying.
To steal us away.
Because to say we beat this is everything

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