fill your moon in all 8 houses
you work the group round the room for it
gave me the part so I fixate on it
dismantle myself broke my life for it
caught up in the broad conquest
dissolved my being
into a passing fancy
aren't you tired
tired
running the same damn line
with rocks tied to both sides
you bleed the need
just a drain on me
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