Don't you ever feel drained
From meeting a lot of half beautiful souls
That in a world where everything is so cold
You wouldn't be so cold
That a half beautiful soul
Meets another beautiful soul
Wouldn't that be the ultimate goal
That oxygen meets oxygen
But be warned
Move with caution
Even oxygen can be alarming
Even oxygen fuels fires
And those desires aren't true
Beautiful souls
Half beautiful half cold
There's broken glass in everybody
It's up to you to grab the right body
It's up to you to hug the pieces and tackle your new bruises
It's up to you to pull the glass out
Yet still end in bruises
They say beautiful souls are beautiful
They forgot to tell you even beautiful is deeply flawed
Within the skin
Deep behind the eyes
There are holes in disguise

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