This body, it's been used
It's broken and abused
The shell of a boy
Telling tells of a lonely youth
Fractured skeletons
Draped in blankets of truth
Looked in my eyes
(She Lied)
Holding it all in
(I tried)
Lost our direction
(We died)
These microscope eyes
Penetrates the snow
For the lies in our lives
Crossing, that lines been disguised
When the brain spoke it's metaphors
Your the tide that took the time
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