Spill
de Gatherers
We’re all damned
Left to pillage
For there’s a flood upon us now
Say you’ve got a plan
Everybody’s got a plan
So go and hang your wishful thinking out
And if your love digs you a hole, if it falls aimlessly out of control
I’ll let you spill open my skull cause there’s no saving us from what we sow
Cheap sedation to adore
Well, I’ve chewed the scenery down to the bone
You’re an open wound
You’re the only one that never closes
Sweet dilation takes it’s toll
You’re a crooked smile
My incandescent glow
You’re the open wound that never closes
As you pulled back your bow
(I should’ve known)
And spilled open my skull
(We’d all die alone, die alone)
You are the name beside my tomb
You are a voice from another room always singing
That there’s no saving us from what we sow
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108
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( mutilator. )
