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Itch of Despair

Superior Motive

Guess it's easy
It's easy not to take care
Not totally pleased
By the itch of despair

Hold my hand and believe
We will stand any rocky road
Every joke I could think of
Was tailor-made for your lovely soul

The mountains so grand
Two heads in the grass
Looking up to see
The stars as they glow

A hollowed-out heart
Streaming down past my mouth
Never really ever alone
On top of it, for now

Will it ever truly be gone?
But that's why
I'm never far from my phone

Can't help but tell you
To truly tell you
It'll all be well

But I don't know
I don't know

And as I carry
This heavy heart
I think of all
That we've gone through

And without any hard feelings
I go home

A jump, then a grab
Then a smile, then a grin
Never really watching
Just being

When I'm with you
My head's silent for once
Hold my breath
As we wander on