We cut deeper when they break their promises.
Sights aimed crooked; A shot to wound.
Sick of living in the present tense
We've exhausted all our tolerance.
I reject your concept of a circle
Punishing the action as a sin
For when we plant our gardens around the trenches
We fear the thorns will start growing in on us.
This Art falls on Primitive Eyes.
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We cut deeper when they break their promises.
Sights aimed crooked; A shot to wound.
Sick of living in the present tense
We've exhausted all our tolerance.
I reject your concept of a circle
Punishing the action as a sin
For when we plant our gardens around the trenches
We fear the thorns will start growing in on us.
This Art falls on Primitive Eyes.
Sights aimed crooked; A shot to wound.
Sick of living in the present tense
We've exhausted all our tolerance.
I reject your concept of a circle
Punishing the action as a sin
For when we plant our gardens around the trenches
We fear the thorns will start growing in on us.
This Art falls on Primitive Eyes.