I am dry in a time of rain
Stale nervous
Unimpressed
Do you even care
(Honestly I don't care if you do)
That my roots die of thirst
You mirror image yourself
So now there are two
Personality split
Evil you takes pot shots at me with a cap gun
While Sweet you kisses other lips
I am dry
While rivers run deep and the sky bleeds rain
This is my style
Darling I know it's out of date
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