clash of the rash
stuck between the glass
I'm a window feeling the light
taken by the knife
thrust into my wife
I can no longer see the lies
ride on the guides highs
let go of the lows
observe and deserve
what you want in this dream
seeping from the seem
holding my mouth to yours
I wish I knew her before it happened
but now I know whats laughin'
it is the sign that pops it's head up
from the middle of the lands standing still
plans fall apart
nothing to dark
too far to get mauled
in this life of dolls
looking for another to call a lover
falling through mist
a part of our wish hits the ground
I'll be in town calling for justice
the sound of throats making crowns
to work out what we have right now
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