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Thunderbolt

Written by

K'noup

Fickle you seem quite fickle.

If not just brittle. 

You’re tired and discreet of all your medals.  

Your precious medals. 

Can we just settle without the dopamine eyes, you hurt my eyes to no surprise. 

The hours that were lost were lies it’s no surprise and should we die it’s all a prophecy now don’t look up for you’ll be struck Thunderbolt!

 

Lightning I give you lightning. 

It’s not so frightening.    

I gave you all of me now you’re cold.   

You’re much too cold and so I’m told.  

You are the death of me.

Eyes…you hurt my eyes to no surprise. 

The hours that were lost were lies it’s no surprise and should we die it’s all a prophecy now don’t look up for you’ll be struck Thunderbolt!

 

Hours and hours are always the same.

You are my witness to all of my pain.

Hours and hours are always the same.

You are my witness my love.

 

Eyes you hurt my eyes to no surprise.  

The hours that were lost were lies it’s no surprise and should we die it’s all a prophecy now don’t look up for you’ll be struck Thunderbolt!

 

Thunderbolt!

 

The hours that were lost were….don’t look up for you’ll be struck Thunderbolt!

 

Hours and hours are always the same.

You are my witness to all of my pain.

Hours and hours are always the same.

You are my witness my love.

 

My love.

 

It’s all a prophecy now don’t look up for you’ll be struck Thunder…

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