I carry around my secrets
As I carry my purse
My secrets are heavy
But my lies are even worse
I taste them on my lips
And I don’t want to mix them
with your electric kiss
I drift into fall
as I drift into fear
Things I knew once
now are unclear
March reloaded
1000 forms of fear
We have two falls together
and no spring still
Your presence is madness
You leave me in drunkenness
I feel too intense
Any kind of mess or distress
Or the chills that gives me a brand new dress
a dangerous way to be
I radiate emotions
and emotions fill me.