Back For The Attack! by Impossibles
Maybe it's just my randomly firing synapses,
But i think about nothing but you as time passes.
I'm no home run hitter, but i'll still step up to bat,
And now you know that's why i'm back, back for the attack.
Now bear witness, i return defenseless,
To set the pavement made with my intentions here.
Holding it together, thought out every letter
Of every word in every sentence so carefully.
I thought out every word, every sentence so carefully.
It's not enough, it's too late.
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