Wishing that you’d call out.
Your stressing got me stretched out.
Wishing I could fall out.
Depression got me caught out.
We can get high off the sun.
We can take a walk with my gun.
Holding hands, keep my mind from the slums.
Crushed plans, I was better feeling numb.
The secrets to my heart,
Lie between these three words,
I’m not given to hurt,
But I prefer,
Being on the other end of receiving those words.
I don’t wanna waste any more of your time.
I don’t wanna waste any more of your life.
I just want to lay with you for one more night.
And I hope that you’ll try to call back, call back.
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Aaron Isaiah
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Finding out how I feel, because I can’t articulate my emotions very well.
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