Sport Of Form Songtext

The Armed

von Perfect Saviors

Sport Of Form Songtext
Oh so perfect, self-aware
A curation unflawed
Iteration, or one of kind?
A distinction so hard to explain
Sport of form, state of grace
Tow a line, keep a faith
Never die, never fade

From a waiter, from a friend
From a long-lost time
Half erased, different lives
Same old place
Tow a line, test some faith
Never die, never fade

Always time to watch
Seashells drowning
Is it cynical?
Are they drowning?
When it's hard to explain
Never die, never fade
When you're longing to break
Draw the line, never trace
Yeah

Does anyone even know you?
Does anyone even care?
Does anyone even know you?
Does anyone even care?
Does anyone even know you?
Does anyone even care?
Does anyone even know you?
Does anyone even care?
Does anyone even know you?
Does anyone even care?
Does anyone even know you?
Does anyone even care?
Does anyone even know you?
Does anyone even care?
Does anyone even know you?
Does anyone even care?
Does anyone even know you?
Does anyone even care?
Does anyone even know you?
Does anyone even care?
Does anyone even know you?
Does anyone even care?
Does anyone even know you?
Does anyone even care?
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