"fish out of water,
bat out of hell.
out of the blue,
and ringing a bell.
wolf in sheep's skin,
it's wearing me thin.
let sleeping dogs lie,
'til the cold sets in.
can't you hear me ringing,
calling, singing.
waiting, winging
for words you might keep.
can't you feel me near you?
trying not to fear you.
listening to hear you
when you talk in your sleep."
i don't know what the fuck any of this means, but i like it.
why the fuck is it 4am?
maybe i'll finish this later.
... nope.
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