imitate the rain

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© DetectiveC
coming down hard, i will down pour
head in the clouds, im the storm
holes in the sky, my mind flies
Speak for the wind, Im its cry, death in the sky

your the reason i fall asleep with tears in my eyes

screams from the shoreline will keep me at sea
so when the storm breaks the dunes you cant blame it on me
sleep with the light on so these thoughts can end
shadows in my room will chase me to bed

coming down hard, i will down pour (I cant say)
head in the clouds, im the storm (what saves us)
holes in the sky, my mind flies (am i dead?)
Speak for the wind, Im its cry, death in the sky

ill shoulder it
im spiralling downwards
ill shoulder it
Im crashing inwards
ill shoulder it
im losing my words
ill shoulder it
the bullet i bit
Ill load it in
and shoot it outward