Intro
It's no wonder you never made it past your front yard. You were delievered to, 'Safety' not for keeping but steepling to a cross; your bed-frame. My dred for you bares me like a stone, and casts me into your afflictions.
Verse I
At the bottom of the bottle he finds his demon.
He finds something else in the way she's breathing.
He gives her his own brand of love.
She's searching for the angels above...
... who would never come.
Break I Pt. I
I've walked this far and now I know why.
I could see her problems from miles, navigate the star in her eye.
I could see through the curtains, acting, drama, the props and the lie,
and I understand why she would never try.
Break I Pt. II
My burning one winged dove,
sing me a song of love.
When the crow finds sleep,
twice tap the window,
I'll come for the reap.
Break I Pt. III
We're both children born of our mothers plague's,
and raised beneath the blind eye of God;
forced to live the flood.
For His love, we must suffer him.
Break I Pt. IV
I'll be ground zero,
the open mouth of war
You be the fall out
the reason they hide underground.
Verse II
Silence befalls her as the mattress speaks.
She'll be punished if she tries to peek... because...
Guilt floats about his evil mind, and he doesn't want her to know...
that the room's flooding with his blackness, to the top of the curtain bow.
Break II Pt. I
... but how could she not feel it slither up her legs?
... but how could she not hear the darkness in the way,
he whispers like a mother watching a daughters ballet.
Break II Pt. II
Remove the limps from the wicked.
Make sure he never walks again.
Seperate the weapon from the pig.
Assure the child never fears again.
Outro
Something in the way a child cries; everyone cares but not enough to find,
the source of the problem behind; the rivers that they breed.
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