scatter
Scatter my scars on saturn or mars Return me to complete solitude And let that be a distant lands problem Instead of, excuse me dont be rude You cant not say that its not your place Who do you think you are? Thats the problem im not really sure, anymore Who can I say to this to, and which face to use Scatter my thoughts, especially the names Of all the forgotten friends and lovers That touch my lips in vague memories When I should be thinking about others Scatter these scattered thoughts so They might make sense one more time I thought you understood me That id never toe the line Should I expect more from you While expecting nothing from me But I expect a great deal Of us And it never came to light The rose petals i scattered on your bed All the pet names all the pretty things I said But im glad theyre in the darkness That means I never expected anything less of me.
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