stained mirror, balloon filled nightmares,
picks through my mind, with the sourness i prevail,
hoped dreams drag me to you, faked out finger lips,
there's no prison like home,
nightingale issues my misery with a picture of you,
still it's ok to lose.
market maze, molecular haze,
there's still no room to move,
evening romance, this hovers above the water,
wake bruises you, shudder inside you lime.
breakwater backwash, the monsoon makes you to soon.
picture frame, silent movie star,
you're in here for the interview, it's all the same,
passenger paupers priest, mine is making you sick,
your broken heart is finally fixed, and i do see where you fit.
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