These embers burn down low
And with my face aglow
You are
No Words
If I told you
That the crowd was all ears,
All I know is fading
Anxiously awaiting
Furtively frustrating
Endlessly paradin
Minds
(It's cold outside)
Will go unbroken
(Close the door)
Thoughts
(Once com
I get lost behind the plot
And I'm skinny with regret
And
No words.
Yesterday's
Cathedrals
Bleed to the malls of today
Each prick
For all the times that I apologized
With humbled head and
I can feel you pull away
And it's just as I
Just move along
There's nothing to see here
Just flashing lights that
You cannot hide
Your pedigree
Don't call me cynical.
I can't provide
A guarantee
We soldier on
Through hell's high water
This war's a losing
Find me
I'm falling
And fooling myself that it's flight
Imperfect
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