You held me there composure of a king
I couldn’t speak
If I tried
A throne of rope, ivy, and twine
An empire, of willow shrines
And when I finally come up
will you hold be like that once
When we burned like martyrs
(“Oh”) … and when I
And when I finally come up
Will you hold be like that once
When we burned like martyrs
Another kingdom fell
on self
envy
echoing perfect irony
stuck on repeat
circling
And when I finally come up
will you hold be like that once
When we burned like martyrs
(“Oh”) … and when I
And when I finally come up
Will you hold be like that once
When we burned like martyrs
(“Oh”) … and when I
And when I finally come up
Listen, listen, listen my ransom
given by
the one who’s hands are cuffed
call it, call it, call it unheard of
are you mine
and when I finally come up
Will you hold be like that once
When we burned like martyrs
(“Oh”) … and when I
And when I finally come up
Will you hold be like that once
When we burned like martyrs
(“Oh”) … and when I
And when I finally come up
Will you hold my hand my love?
(“Oh”) … and when I
And when I finally come up
Will you hold be like that once
When we burned like martyrs
When we burned like martyrs
When we burned like martyrs
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