what i want from you, is to empty your head
but they say be true, don't stay in your bed
and we do what we need to be free
and it leans on me like a rootless tree.
what i want from us is empty our minds
but we fake, we fuss and fracture the times
we go blind when we've needed to see
and this leans on me like a rootless tree.
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