What you tried to say Future we’d seen together MOURNs you couldn’t figure out All is in 10 pages I’m dreaming of you Beauties have made phonies Come as true as canvas of fluid All is in 10 pages As safe as trap As shamed as pure son’s stare It’s been done alone Lung’s for your pace "2/4" Understand the feelings undone Our designed words You’re my worst servant inside Before you split the one Into knives and lies I was gazin’ At the floatin’ key On outaged space Save me, swine It’s freaking burn Can you hear me? Or can you reveal me inside? She’ll not