Every morning I walk towards the edge
spräng mig.
I go through all this before you wake up so I can feel happier.
I'm back at my cliff, still throwing things off. I listen to the sounds they make on their way down.
I follow with my eyes 'til they crash, imagine what my body would sound like - slamming against those rocks.
And when it lands, will my eyes be closed or open?
I go through all this before you wake up so I can feel happier, to be safe up here with you.
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