you’re figured out. Now we’re selling you by the pound
We’re walking too slow we’re out of time
Im feeling a compromise glisten in my head
A glimpse of someones eyes visual to my sense
scrounging with a clenched fist in the pocket of masked faces
Transmit the feeding wires jumping over weakened moors
I will not support, I will not support.
I cant feel my hands in this world so damaged
the wheels fall apart into the road. Dispersing into flame
But I wont run away. My back is faced between the crashing waves
Im standing firm, feet on the ground. Crash landing innocence
don’t make a sound
youre getting nowhere, you cant defeat the heckled lies.
You gotta face the time
no added prejudice, I will not influence
you gotta fight the mind. Follow the crackled spaces of time
that’s when I took a punch in the face
Admiring excavated blinded souls on ceiling when you dream at night.
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