even if i was blind
i could still see you in my mind
yeah because i think about you all of the time
yeah because my mental clock still works
so yeah my heart still hurts
so will you dig me out the dirt?
or kill me like God did the fig tree?
yeah being human can bring ruin
or humility
yeah Lord help me please
with the bees
or butterflies
in my stomach
yeah before i vomit
over this war of love
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