The Softest Hard
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Poke it with a stick is it hard or is it soft
We boiled it for an hour and we kept it in our loft
The feeling is a stranger is it time to open up
There's no such thing in our place as enough is enough
You call the stuff i keep inside for something close to hate
I tell you that its not that, that its just something that I ate
I keep this shit still going cause I keep seeing your face
While I should lock myself inside for things to be kept sane
When I'm sleeping in the softest hard is taking place
The rock that rolled down from the hill has taken space inside
I try to act as if its gone but the fact is hard to hide
You tried to get inside of me like you do all the time
But as the rock is growing things will never be just fine
You touch it on the surface, its reacting to your hand
A kind of symbiosis I will never understand
You got that magnetism with you, is it in you glance
Or something that u brought back with you from the foreign land?
When I'm sleeping in the softest hard is taking place
People keep on fading into others in my nights
Who was hero turned into a guy I had to fight
He was gonna come over for Turkish delights
But now you say its daytime and that everything's alright
Dreamt I booked a lot of flights to go to every lake
That I had the emails but it had been some mistake
Now I got a headache cause I woke up all too late
When I'm sleeping in the softest hard is taking place
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