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oh?/a? lovers and legions?/allegiance?
oh I've seen your wh*re
try not to reason forsaken I'm poor
fire nerves and dissension flying at a glare
a ginger reaction whisper I care
a hairpin decision falls against the brain
to formulate the anguish and alleviate the pain
the silence is warning soul search nothing
can't regain reach for air
oh?/a? lovers and legions?/allegiance?
oh I've seen your wh*re
try not to reason forsaken I'm poor
scenes of a cheap thrill summon an old ghost
the foremost and sterile suffering one lost
to face the potential for fantasy and flair
forever and forgiving summon me and dare
they keep on the mainstream forging their demise
while playing with the hopeless while facing their own lies
the symptoms of recourse i've seen nothing overspill far too frail