Throw Me The Statue
The Outer Folds
Humid longing in the streetCreatures chewing at their needsThe breeze in cuffs can eat you up, easy when you're youngAnd you're tired of taking, take what you getliving glamors up a hillJust to roll you back down, so you ge the feelAgain it's your pride that pays, more than you'll every thinkThe chewing gum believers droneCan you return that stare?Can you maintain that whole?Bag it happy as we cameAt the dawn we died againSometimes the general pace, seems like some great escapeWhere every moment feels like a break for itYou in the outer foldsNeeds for the creeping western ?tolls?We can't feel real at allTime is a force is a breaking ?point?You in the outer foldsNeeds for the creeping western ?tolls?SongtexteWe can't feel real at allTime is a force is a breaking ?point?How do we frame the long road home?Tell our friends we're almost doneSo it becomes the rule, run when the running's coolAnd the writing comes, undoneCan you return that stare?Can you maintain that whole?You in the outer foldsNeeds for the creeping western ?tolls?We can't feel real at allTime is a force is a breaking ?point?You in the outer foldsNeeds for the creeping western ?tolls?We can't feel real at allTime is a force is a breaking ?point?
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