She Is Seventeen

Orange and melt back, so weak after I come down and relax

Drove thirteen miles, the only way to stop me is to cut it off

Keeping busy with a guide around the old town

Feel uneasy as you tell me about your family situation

I step out of, look at myself feening

And come back to forget it allA dusty morning, it could destroy me with a good intent

Fictitious tiling, remembering a cold lover's delusional

So frustrated that you concentrate a tower

Cower beneath it with your siren sticking needles in your arm

Serrated mountain, look at yourself feeling

And come back to forget it all

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