A prophet of urban decay and alienation
We'll toast to the starts; contrived disintegration
To stay inspired off of isolation
A star is bored, and hey, that's my situation
If history is a wheel, then we've broken the spokes
Yeah, piety ain't real
Our fathers' dreams were a hoax
If the past is the past, I will no longer fear it
But there's a strain in my voice, and oh God I hear it
This forced yelling has taken its course
I've softened the noise, but my voice is still hoarse
The best are best at letting go
Does your hand struggle to drop the rope?
Are you Deborah? Are you Annik?
I'm hanging our love
To you from me
I fought what I feel, waver on spirit
If the past is the past, I will no longer fear it
This forced yelling has taken it's course
I've softened the noise, but my voice is still hoarse
The best are best at letting go
Does your hand struggle to drop the rope?
I used to drink blood, but now I leak
I'm carving our love onto every last tree
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