I wanna say I'm nothin like her—
Cold and old and done.
But while I'm terrified of you
She’s not afraid of the One
You've revealed to her.
I wanna think you're different—
That somehow you comprehend
The prods, the pokes, and get my jokes,
But what if I'm her,
And you're him?
Cold and old and done.
But while I'm terrified of you
She’s not afraid of the One
You've revealed to her.
I wanna think you're different—
That somehow you comprehend
The prods, the pokes, and get my jokes,
But what if I'm her,
And you're him?
Jenn long
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