Looking back with perfect symmetry
mistakes were you, mistakes were me
photos fall through the glass
paint it black to hide your face
static screams deaf the masses
but what do they have to say?
Fan the flames to the landslide
crown yourself in the wake
we play this disaster
fanfare, fanfare, liar
Concrete eyes and flash bang imagery
you're bored with home, you're bored with me
rings were thrown out the window
rolled down empty streets
walls will talk for the widow
but what does she have to say?
You rolled the stakes up
You rolled back, rolled back
And slid your ring off your finger
Threw it as hard as you could at a wall
Your eyes blinked too many times
before they teared
Run away from it, before it
becomes to real to hide from
Lonliness and boredem start
turning into anger, and then hate
and all of these begin to escape
You rolled back, rolled back and gave in
It starts all over
Your surrounding will haunt you
Your all in
Edges dulled at the end of the day
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