I DON’T WANT TO GROW INTO THAT (D# G# D G C D)
I don’t want to grow into that. I don’t want to make way for the horror. I’m not going to hold on just to save you. I don’t want to grow into that.
I don’t want to drive round and round the same block all day. I know these faces. I know this grief well.
Before the sun melts me to death. Before the waves turn me to sand. Before the wind swings round and we can’t go back. I’m not going to grow into that.
I don’t want to visit you in jail. I don’t want to scrape you off the footpath. I’m not going to let go just to fall with you.
Because I don’t want to grow into that. I decided a long time ago. So, you can squirm and you can suffer but I’m not going to grow into that.
Before the night cuts me in half. Before the footpath takes me whole. Before the birds turn round at the sight of my face.
Before the sun melts me to death. Before the waves turn me to sand. Before the wind swings round and I can’t turn back. I’m not going to grow into that. I’m not going to grow into that.
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