Ripe — Flipside

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Good girl, so I’m told
Pure and fragile soul
Things I seem to bend and break
You seem to uphold
Have you lost your way?
I find it kinda strange
You’d be drawn to anything that’s about to unfold

I should apologize
If you were not warned that I–
I was born a roving soul (O-o-oh)
And I should clarify
You should not expect that I
Would take you more than half the way home

And I’ll warn you, baby
Things I do are best kept out of the light
They’re only for your eyes
And I’ll show you, mama
Dreams were always meant to catch fire
Come join me
Gunning toward the flipside, no