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Bluelighter
- Joined
- Jan 16, 2007
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Tomorrow it might be solo
flashing through holes in their silly putty polos
Worn down by the magic marker
making pathetic prisons darker...
You might look like
a rock head when you pass me by
in the day in this sorry town
that holds the perfect shadows down...
You'll be as simple as a dream
once the marks I've left are seen
and children will destroy the tower
you built them out of lust for power.
When the moon is full
and the chain I pull
breaks you
will look like a rock ...
flashing through holes in their silly putty polos
Worn down by the magic marker
making pathetic prisons darker...
You might look like
a rock head when you pass me by
in the day in this sorry town
that holds the perfect shadows down...
You'll be as simple as a dream
once the marks I've left are seen
and children will destroy the tower
you built them out of lust for power.
When the moon is full
and the chain I pull
breaks you
will look like a rock ...
