crashing down on me
the eye of the tiger
like the eye of the storm
was the place i was calm
and all of your judgement
came over me
and stepped on my throat
when i was in the ditches,
gasping for air
and all of your love
all of your kindness
was just sugar for the pill
it sure made things
easier to swallow
because ill be your dog
I’ll be your child
if it means getting crumbs
from your table
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