STROBE CRAMP from Night's Fissure by SOFIA RETA

If you tell me that I'm losing it
That I'll never be found again
If you say...

If you said that my train of thought is a runaway
You'd probably never understand
If you said that my train of thought is a runaway
You'd probably never understand
These waves of regret can be cruel when you let them
Wash over you
These waves of regret can be cruel when you let them
Wash over you
but you'd still wash my hair, wouldn't you?

A beat and rest
and we are red

It's going to happen again
When I felt
the brush of your breath
Painting me with health
So, when I finally sink into a canyon
all it'll take is a laugh
Oh,
I've decided
To sort my thoughts into sane or not
my Flesh Sung Red
we flex our muscle again,
It's a beat and a rest
and we are red

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