Garbage Post: Highest Ears

Although I feel the furthest far, no engine, no gasoline, windows locked up, it’s not true

Horror filled clouds pouring fear decay to any confidence felt

I want to hide yeah, sit days out, gather resources instead of doubts

God, will you wrap your words within so I’ll see you grin

Let me see as you see, be love to others as you are to me

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