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Please be honest, do you still feel petrified?
Of who we are and what it takes to make this fun?
This will feel like the first time where time isn’t on our side.
This is just a cautionary tale of what’s to come.
Tensions in these tiny spaces explode because,
This is my favorite form of self-deprecation.
These are my favorite chords, I’m glad you can meet them.
Near the alleys where I cry, spitting out the same old rhymes.
It’s a message, and a promise.
Please be honest, cause you don’t seem satisfied.
Of how our heads and hearts will make it through this one.
This will feel like the first time where time isn’t on our side.
All this disappointment from above.
It’s all I’ve ever loved because.
This is my favorite form of self-deprecation.
These are my favorite chords, I’m glad you can meet them.
I’ve been here too many times.
Sweating out the same old rhymes.
Please be honest.
(I’m trying to be)
Please be honest.
(I’m waiting to see)
Please be honest.
(If you’ll be honest with me)
