it's alright to hesitate
we're not getting older
we're like stars that started late
and we know,
we know that we're late
but we're still coming over
there's got to be a way
to make sense of what they've done
their hands are bathed in blood
from the daily castration
of those fucking haircuts
when you kissed me in the film
i thought all the miracles
were found in the lost mail
with Our Lady of Delay
on a strange medallion
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