It;s from the perceptive
of a music elitist
Your rejected flavors
Match those of my own
Attracted to you through
Harmonic pheromones
Then I caught a whisper
In the indulgent wind
When did your trouble end?
When did my hate begin?
Formulas
Shouldn't be rewritten
Formulas
Shouldn't be rewritten
It'll never need revision (x3)
Kept enough distance
As close as i ever could
I'm talking forward while
Your back is turned
Enjoy your numerous
Forced medications
Needed to hold you over
From your indoctrination
thanks for reading
I'm 15 btw
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