the wall from ˈwepən by Swamp College

I've got a feeling that I can't explain
wouldn't you know it
you know exactly what it is
you have these feelings all the time
you are very good at this
treating me like you're not mine

I am building up a wall
I'm taking my time brick by brick
I am getting good at this
I am never getting over it
and you say you can lend your hand
I love the way you always underestimate

I left you a rotten mess
are you still a little bit left in the dark?
are you still available?
for me to be entertained
by your precious body parts?
please don't tell me that you've changed

you are so divine
you are so self-realized
I am such a pessimist
I am just so fucking full of shit
haven't you had your fill yet
drinking from the two of cups?
I fell on the five of swords
and I threw em up

I can't even stand up straight
I can't even head my way
I can't even say your name
I'll blame it on something that I ate
when I can't even decide where do I belong?
shall I stay here and hide or leave here now and run away?
when I can't even
stand to reason
it's the same thing
I can't even make you feel okay
like it's anything to do with you and i

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