A lost thing
The Melvins
They’re melting
Your heart strings
The hard things
You’re waiting on
A story
Ignore me
Attempting, relaxing
The laundry, the summers gonne
Willing to wait for a miracle
To go there
To nowhere
Enchanting, recanting
The last thing
You’re thinking of
The glory
Ignore me
You text me, neglext me
You’re sorry
Something is gone
Willing to wait for a miracle
And now
It almost makes me try
It almost makes me cry
Conditioned to deceive
Willing to wait
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