Sirs
Eye For An Answer
stop it
keep walking
we're told by, we're screamed at
by our instincts, we're gonna lose
make your friends
and sleep on empty promises
comparing battle scars
callous your fingers
digging tunnels in the earth
exploring wormholes
breath in a new kind of air
just keep your axes with you
cause we're gonna build it up
and we're gonna tear it down
you don't see me
when your veins are bleeding out
all over pick-pocketed letters
she's swallowing
folding in under pressure
there's bruises on my thighs
from beating them with my fists
stop it
read those same three words articulate
sour faces under lampshades
spread it around
Songtextetake an eye for an answer
making tinder from telephone poles
calling all horses to town for the masters of our senses
get angry when their trumpets blow
nothing but hot air and spit
we're making headway
sleeping on spikes
accepting favors from preachers
for pennies and prayers
that you've never believed in
but you may someday believe it
your bitter judgements get me down
your better judgement gets me
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