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    Am I the diesel to your ego, or just a stain on your pride While unnerving my hero, I'm fanning you to limitless skies I thought I knew how far I could go for you But the fences disappeared, the closer I got to you The heavens are bailing on us now and calling us a farce With our switching sides, and our telltale signs  I thought I knew what boundaries looked like But they're just shape shifters trying to railroad me into thinking I'm fine I could write a thousand stories detailing your heroic journeys But my pages are blank after sitting on them, as I uncover you're an imposter What a battle it was against my bleeding sword  As the paper repulsed every drop of ink unto them I forced The heavens are bailing on us now and calling us a farce With our switching sides, and our telltale signs  I thought I knew what boundaries looked like But they're just shape shifters trying to railroad me into thinking I'm fine Have I manipulated my mind, forced the red to turn...

Did I colour outside the lines too much last night?  Did it make you see me in a different light?  Because I promise you it's just a phase I'm still me before your rivers ran dry You wouldn't be able to cut the tension with your sharpest knife The pressure is unreal, it looks like the northern lights on a summer night It's taking forever, but I'll be doing alright Enough to make things seem as shiny as it is on the outside Did it really seem right to me, or are am I just new to this?  I call it a method to madness I compartmentalize the things you don't like It makes it easier to reject it from the life you say is right?  But what is really right to you?  You promised me fields of daisies and you kept it halfway Sometimes trying says better than getting it right every time Maybe I've grown too old to care And too young to be afraid of how it all looks on the outside Did it really seem right to you, or are you just new to this?  I'm calling it whatever I ...