Furnished in fur and afraid of your father You've choked out the air, burned up the water Your sin is yourself, a slave to your youth Too caught up
We fold, in cold Lonely but never quite alone We're told, grow old The young, once flesh, now sculpt to stone We sold our soul The spring of life we've
It's a shotgun I think I'll use it tonight It's a shutdown I've got you in my sights It's just a shadow It can't come to life But it's the shadows They
The shit has hit the fan, but I still do the best I can Squares can roll, and circles crack with time Snap to attention like the queen of deception
We don't have a dream, it's what you wanted Scrape until the scream, this place is haunted Close the lips and kiss, divine submission Nothing but a
All the things we think we know The war we thought we'd won Three cheers for distance And the battle's just begun We'll leave our bodies, go flying
If decency were a common theme, we'd be the prey If memory meant anything, I'd be coming after you If we don't stare, then it's not there What do you
What's wrong with you? Cutting ties but I stick like glue I'm not supposed to be real But love is such an awful thing to lose What's wrong with you
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For fear that all should fall, the warriors we praise For fear that love should fail, defenders of the gaze We'll be better when you're gone We'll
I'd like to introduce myself, I'm Nicholas Foster I'm not the best looking guy you'll find But I enjoy Camel Reds and a good piece of Bocelli And when
I'm a sloppy drunk But it's worse when I'm sober And these memories Are what I couldn't show her These words are not for real This is just how failure
