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Give me cider, give me a lighter, give me a wider smile I'll try and invite the lost riders in the dark the freedom fighters who fell apart and suffer blindness through brightness, it's like this a smoke bellowing horizon stings the eyes like acts of mindless violence, but yet the world turns while mother stares at burns and paints concerned eyebrows above her eyes to prove to you she cares, I can see a liar who don't know she ain't smiled in a while but don't have the heart to tell her either, I could of rose like flyers once but no, I guess all a crow upon a spire really wants is a view to peruse that's been fashioned from truth outside the eyesight of the dark without a heart full of abuse, without scars a skylark won't be a recluse and it's a shame if you don't claim your spot on the roof.
I've been raised on the Faultlines
Go though, it's over, I don't know where they all go...
I closed one eye and then the other, I lost a father, sister, mother and then eventually a brother, so figured introvert-ism would be the theme on the walls of my prison, and I
was dizzy from the get go falling into walls I had to let go, took 4 steps all wrecked though; 1 forward 3 back I mean who'd of seen that? Unsteady legs can't drag a dream back and I mean that,
it's pointless scratching at the ground not gonna find my mind, ever since I'm down and out of bounds and out of time, and now fresh out of smiles looking down at feet in single file don't wanna meet another crisis eye to eye,
find a vortex and hide from life you'd find on a doorstep the hardest part of that's avoiding forceps, and it ain't the pain of being pulled forward toward the open arms of all who's next,
it's more or less chipping the coldest shell of my bones calling out for names in a hail of sticks and stones that really tears the soul
It's a pattern I ain't fathomed yet I feel tattered inside out from all I couldn't get inside a mould that wouldn't set.