She whispers with the hiss
Of hot white electricity
Smoke weighs her down
The patterns on her skin are saying everything
You talk like downed overhead wires
I need you to show me your powers
You fly like a bird with a broken wing
A canary learning how to sing
She whispers with the hiss
Of static under a blanket (in a lightning storm)
Never says a lot
And her tongue just hangs there
Dead but she don't care
You talk like downed overhead wires
I need you to show me your powers
You fly like a bird with a broken wing
A canary learning how to sing
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