You're in c o n t r o lRid of the monsters inside your head
Put all your faults to bed
You can be King again.





Coming like a h u r r i c a n e I take it in real slow. The world is spinning like a weathervane
Fragile and composed
Though I am breaking down again
I am aching now to let you in.

I never learnt to use my shallow heart.


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