This Year Lyrics

Dear, it's still as hard to feel the touch
It's still as hard to feel as much
There's still a danger I missed my rush
Turn, I turned a symptom of the time
I tested anything in line
There's still a danger I slipped up for mine

I'll take the darker side to light
It keeps me right
Mess of saliva kindly timed
Is on this mind
Missiles, narcotics, arts in trial
Given terror from love
Given hastily a shove
There's a gap this year
There's a drug for every fear

Mine has an unmistakeable name