Accept all my prayers and keep close to my side. Absolve me of your love and erase every trace of you I’d recognize. Await both our fates and hope our stars align. All of my wishes I wish to resign because, sunshine, you were never really mine. Now there’s nothing of you left to find.
The sour, bitter taste that was controlling my mind no longer lingers inside. Every memory I tried to hide resembles something sweet like tangerines or clementines.
And I swear you stood there like a pillar of despair. We patched up your cracks, but you never held your share. It never seemed to me this is where you wanted to be. Now I can’t envision the beautiful beams, just how they looked while crumbling.
I won’t make believe that I can’t see you care for him more than you care for me. So I’ll leave you at door of 628 Jasper. “Blessed are the forgetful” because they don’t have to recall the trauma of it all. Feelings blossoms, pedals fall in a game of evens and odds. Just when I think she loves me, she loves me not.
credits
from The Manhattan Project,
released June 16, 2015
Lyrics written by Matthew Brucato. Quote written by Friedrich Nietzsche.
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