The Black Tires

Bigger Than You Tought

The Black Tires


There I was playing me like I did before
Walking down the lane with feelings which are always torn
In a nest of joys that I could not overcome
Pleasing me and treating me by hopes I adore

Thought
It's bigger than you thought

Seems so small, I enjoy, I will not mourn
Dancing me, set them free, why are you so dorn
Hiding places, mind decaying, like a buckthorn
Greeting me, invinting me, me and my longhorn

Thought
It's bigger than you thought

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