Our stuck together pieces. The joke is I don't need this. You can hardly tell the difference. Well I know but I don't care. . Grown up together pieces.
It slipped. Out of my hands. Went deep down. Wandering. Stumbling. I don't wanna start. Don't want to start. . When I got your heart. I got your heart.
It slipped my mind. And for a time. I felt completely free. . Oh what a troubled. Silent, poor boy. A pawn into a queen. . I laugh now. But later is not so easy.