applause. the curtain is closed on a performance i long to reprise i wish to reprise so, please do not sigh when i cut myself off i don’t want to lie...
gold used to scare me intimidate me and for a long time i thought gold was you gold bounced off of your skin and paved a path for me shattered glass...
either way, I will blame myself either way, I will hate myself for not doing more for not doing less for doing nothing so I understand, I’m listening...