Ready For Trial

Erasing minds
a beautiful thing
I’m racing to
first spark
nope, too far
back a little
there we go
the first one you hurt
the first one you lost
the first one who died
the first time you bled
the first welcome, “friend”
just take over my head

Why don’t I speak
to you anymore
I’ve tried every
tempo’n time
I don’t make sense
like you’d choose
you prefer
us unsnycopated
but you rythym
when I rhyme
I keep changing
dime signatures
meantime, nighttime
I sang this
million chimes
bearing cross’t cost
the first one I hurt
the last one I lost

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