letra de connecticut - supine
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skinny hallways lead to old faces
lying about the dross with three inch flames
to be a lapse in an empty house
just a theme you never corrected
a rose loaded, t–th pulsating, visionless
unheeding consequence
wasted on the rebirth
chained to foolish hubris
hands without power and unable to show remorse
acquainting clarity
anxiously quivering
in a deep breath
to be torn apart
why do we refuse to see what’s in plain sight?
a struggle of convenient ignorance
when the truth k!lls our will
organs have become industrialized instruments built to destroy
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