Wet sand
In your hands
Same annoyance
In your always logical sentences
Convincing
It's sand between your teeth
I would have given you everything
Without asking
I would have given you love
Yes, I know, I am capable
Of not speaking for hours and hours
To hurt myself
Maybe I let myself be taken
Maybe I let you win
I wanted to tell you that I'm thinking of you
I wanted to tell you that I'm thinking of you
Drops of anger
In my thoughts
They make noise
But I sink into your lips
Until I lose myself, until I don't understand
That I have to react
Maybe I let myself be taken gently
Maybe I let you win
And now it's difficult to admit that
I'm thinking about you
I wanted to tell you that I'm talking about you
I wanted to tell you that I'm thinking about you, about you
Denying it is useless
I find myself talking about you, about you
I wanted to tell you that I'm thinking about you
I wanted to tell you that I'm talking about you
I wanted to tell you that wet sand
I wanted to tell you that wet sand...
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