Impromptu

You make me lava
Now I can’t feel the sadness
When you won’t call back

 

The sun can’t moonshine
Replicated bottle form
Has nothing on us

 

Trust yourself young friend
Things are just like they seem now
But we can still change

 

Windows open so
All the true blind can smell life
It mirrors our worst

 

Melted into me
I taste him on my mind and
Secrets are wet lies

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