"Fitting" lyrics - BO BURNHAM


How fitting, she thought to herself
(Or just thought, as she was the only person
To whom she had ever thought).

How fitting, the thought, that her words,
After tumbling in her head all day,
Came out shrunken
Like they were meant for a child.


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