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Calloused Flower


I padlocked the miles so distance could be kept In a vault where nothing of value could be dreamt Can you slam my fingers in a metal door Till they crunch and I can't touch No not anymore I could show you better days if I hadn't come around Not soon enough I'll leave this ol' town Point to the prisons on my life's map With nothing left to hold you back I'll use my compass led by guilt Following the only thing I've ever built Trust me when I say I'm better left alone I know where I belong and what's allowed to feel like home I'm a calloused flower; not the one you'd want to pick
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