Our pieces won't fit
Our pieces won't fit.
Surely you see it?
Yours cut through mine and
I feel it
You push to change what is
Down-right solid, yet
Knowing full-well that
You can't.
Our pieces won't fit.
Surely you see it?
Yours cut through mine and
I feel it
You push to change what is
Down-right solid, yet
Knowing full-well that
You can't.
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