Run it back, boys
It's didactic
It's a white noise
Counteractive
We say the same thing
Yet we argue
Some pendulum swings
To an ambivalent muse
A rusted-out sign
Jesus loves you
Landmark of mine
I drill into
Some folktale
I'm keeping alive
While the curtain falls
Dramatic demise
And I might fall in love with
The next story I'm told
But I'll never have another
Burning hot
Coursing through me
This is water
It's blood loss
Call it a gamble
Or a tightrope walk
You show your face
Keep your eyes shut
Call your own foul
Cheat your own gut
If I'm losing touch with
Everything I once held
I wouldn't think much of it
Run on fumes
Abide by nothing
I might have it out with
The next person I see
But I'll never have another
Burning hot
I run ice cold
I run ice cold
I run ice cold
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Run it back, boys
It's didactic
It's a white noise
Counteractive
We say the same thing
Yet we argue
Some pendulum swings
To an ambivalent muse
A rusted-out sign
Jesus loves you
Landmark of mine
I drill into
Some folktale
I'm keeping alive
While the curtain falls
Dramatic demise
And I might fall in love with
The next story I'm told
But I'll never have another
Burning hot
Coursing through me
This is water
It's blood loss
Call it a gamble
Or a tightrope walk
You show your face
Keep your eyes shut
Call your own foul
Cheat your own gut
If I'm losing touch with
Everything I once held
I wouldn't think much of it
Run on fumes
Abide by nothing
I might have it out with
The next person I see
But I'll never have another
Burning hot
I run ice cold
I run ice cold
I run ice cold
It's didactic
It's a white noise
Counteractive
We say the same thing
Yet we argue
Some pendulum swings
To an ambivalent muse
A rusted-out sign
Jesus loves you
Landmark of mine
I drill into
Some folktale
I'm keeping alive
While the curtain falls
Dramatic demise
And I might fall in love with
The next story I'm told
But I'll never have another
Burning hot
Coursing through me
This is water
It's blood loss
Call it a gamble
Or a tightrope walk
You show your face
Keep your eyes shut
Call your own foul
Cheat your own gut
If I'm losing touch with
Everything I once held
I wouldn't think much of it
Run on fumes
Abide by nothing
I might have it out with
The next person I see
But I'll never have another
Burning hot
I run ice cold
I run ice cold
I run ice cold
Writer: Katie Crutchfield
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