Histories - Wide the Hell Asleep

Imprint recklessly
Avoiding wrecks that I would count
Teeter and never topple
Ignore your head
Despite the envy sprouting legs and feet
Rooted and bound to bonsai
Irreparably
Proceed with repercussion
It's not the first time that I ever swore about the future
Can I escape the fears I face?
Awake until it self-fulfills
Afraid to fall back asleep at all
We all could use some restitution, Sweets
Letting die what's been buried
Stowing our treasure somewhere we've never
Known in all our lifetime.
We'll talk until our tongues untie and truly heal
Event we reach a resolution
Be determined not to drag it around
Reversible
I'll hold to my decision
As long as you'll have me, I will
Ever-care
About our future
Can I escape the fears I face?
Receiving wrong?
Recount how long
If you've got doubts
Don't seek out
Advice from a dumb song
Although we've tried to model fiction
Anything great exceeds the instants
When we may lack the sec' to spare
And fill with creeping doubts
Speak on them
I'd ask you
Least honest
I'll try to
Restore trust
I've shaken
Sleep on it
I beg you

Written by:
Aaron Klimmek

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