Lately
I watch the coffee perk
Give my cup a stir
“It looks dire sir”
It's a voice I've heard
There is no cure
There are no words
I'm not sure
But it seems like a perfect way to lose me
My book rests on the table
My pen leaks poetry
I think I must be defective
You always seem to lose me
Try not to lose me
Do not, don't have to lose me
Lately
It's been 3 am
Up still or up again?
I've kinda crumpled in your hands
Then I scattered in the wind
And if you try to steal my dreams
It's a perfect way to lose me
Try not to lose me
My book rests on the table
My pen leaks poetry
I think I must be defective
You always seem to lose me
Try not to lose me
Do not, try not to lose me
Do you want, don't want to lose me
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