Freefall

Maybe you boys will finally get the daddy you need,
cause there’s nothing left in me.
You pointed your finger, fired a shot,
I pretended to die
played dead,
stuck my head in the clouds one last time.

You can’t spend your life
floating in the sky.

Falling away, from both of you.
He’ll take care, be what you need.
There’s nothing left of me.

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