nothings what it seems, in the empire of dreams

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This could be anywhere in the world

when I’m tongue tied i’m looking for a place to hide

trying hard not to be pulled underneath by the riptide

but you’re great at untangling my words

thank god, because sometimes I can never quite say what I want too 

and sometimes our eyes say more than we want them too

blurring reality leading to tugging on shirtsleeves and who’s fooling who

whispers about keeping quiet but thinking out loud

creating new habits that’ll come and go but i know

you’ll always be standing in front of me 

we just can’t control ourselves