Qa

You won’t breathe
Questioning your answers
Tape machines slowing down the making

She won’t fall apart
One more left to ante up
Seasons break my heart
Laying low, where do we go from here?

Wait for me
I can’t seem to make it
Why can’t we satisfy and ending?

She feels something strong
Fighting what you’re waiting on
This will not prolong
Altitudes and pheromones

He will fall apart
Nothing left to ante up
Seasons break my heart
Sinking low, where do we go from here?