01-06-2026, 07:45 AM
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I tried to write a song for you today,
my fingers resting gently on the keys.
And there I stared, forgetting how to play,
elbows sinking slowly to my knees.
Eventually I formed a fist, and raised
it high enough to crash down on a chord,
a resonating energy that blazed
across the floor, the curtains, out the door.
the roar y of fire o pounds u my mind
thick you smoke you fills you my lungs
muscles y seize as o I go u blind
choking uuu on uu a uu swollen uuu tongue
If I wake up to see the world still spins,
I dont expect to ever sing again.
Original
I tried to write a song for you today,
my fingers resting gently on the keys.
And there I stared, my legs rotting away,
elbows sinking slowly to my knees.
Eventually I formed a fist, and raised
it high enough to crash down on a chord,
a resonating energy that blazed
across the floor, the curtains, to the door.
the roar of fire pounds my mind
thick smoke filling my lungs
muscles seize as I go blind
choking on a swollen tongue
If I wake up to see the world still spins,
I dont expect to ever sing again.
I tried to write a song for you today,
my fingers resting gently on the keys.
And there I stared, forgetting how to play,
elbows sinking slowly to my knees.
Eventually I formed a fist, and raised
it high enough to crash down on a chord,
a resonating energy that blazed
across the floor, the curtains, out the door.
the roar y of fire o pounds u my mind
thick you smoke you fills you my lungs
muscles y seize as o I go u blind
choking uuu on uu a uu swollen uuu tongue
If I wake up to see the world still spins,
I dont expect to ever sing again.
Original
I tried to write a song for you today,
my fingers resting gently on the keys.
And there I stared, my legs rotting away,
elbows sinking slowly to my knees.
Eventually I formed a fist, and raised
it high enough to crash down on a chord,
a resonating energy that blazed
across the floor, the curtains, to the door.
the roar of fire pounds my mind
thick smoke filling my lungs
muscles seize as I go blind
choking on a swollen tongue
If I wake up to see the world still spins,
I dont expect to ever sing again.

