That was a false alarm, I'm swearing it.
But, for a second, my heart started again
And you can call me out on my second-guessing,
But I felt vibrations under my skin.
We can figure out the format later
Just don't let me leave tonight
I've been walking in the rain too long-
Use those hands, show me the light.
Forgive me for asking, I don't think I'm ready
I'm backpedalling but dead things have trouble with faith:
I caught myself wondering when the holes in your jeans appeared
But then you drown me in sound until I forget to be safe.
This'll guarantee some trouble sleeping
I'll confess I've been dodging my dreams,
But that's the trade-off, I suppose, for
discovering you have words to sing.
That was a false alarm, I'm swearing it,
Dead things can't start over again
But don't believe me when I say I don't believe it because
I still feel vibrations under my skin...
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