January Man - Plausible Fruit

Golden angel hair you can't afford
Spending everyday juggling to compensate
Another question
Restless and neighbor denied from the invitation that's born
In your gorgeous eyes
Where's the consent to exist
Imaginary shoes
Slip ons slipped on for the swamp walk up to the altar call
The trail of mud left behind to make someone else's job
Growing pains to explain
Yet there was no breath taught to exclaim
Soft brains
Slapped with guilt
Learn to blame for their bruises
Where's the consent to exist

Written by:
Seth Frontine

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