terça-feira, 15 de setembro de 2015

Any tainted cup

Your world could be brighter
If you'd just let go of the demons
The ones wearing friendly smiles
The ones betting on the adversary crocodile

Sweep away those lies from such a bothered brow
Unnecessary ghosts riding in on your false beliefs
Wake from the nightmare they weave my friend
You've danced in the slow moving disco you've lied and pretended

I witnessed the hurt wet and swirling up in your eyes
and we could awkwardly joke as I hint and you deny
And we could hike around that void you keep inside
Feel it when it takes the shape of teeth to bite

Lay it into yourself one after the other
We are helpless to aid you, misplaced brother
Why send us away, are we the antagonists distracting your sweet vice?
Why let this vessel carry you? wherever it may glide

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