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letra de (host)age - zoofles

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i burn through the pages
there’s no room to stage this
i’ll just have to say it
the way it is

i’ve run through the mazes
i’ve gathered up amazement
but i can’t feel the pavement
that don’t breathe

and i can’t find my child
i’m waiting out the time
i’ll find a way to make the clock run on its own sometime

i’ll find a hole so tiny
i’ll make it worth a while
i’ll stretch an inch so far it runs the length of half a mile

and can you really blame me
the way you blame the cycle?
it’s an entanglemеnt of sordid macroscopic guile

so vague, yet so haunting
what could it possibly mеan?
the way you weave the words to make a moral tapestry
you do it so, so often
i bet the words don’t matter
i bet it’s down to how you soften over shatter

there’s blood in paintings
and nothing bleeds like preservation
i guess the brush is sacred
when it’s held

but do you worship language
like words will hang the balance?
the scales and the bandwidth
held by the hug of brackets

god has me split into thousands
had me walk in seas
my minds are fragile beams and heavy ceilings

i wasn’t meant to hold this
i’m not the one at all
i’m just the coffin, not the body, soul or soil

and can you really blame me
the way you blame the cycle?
it’s an endangered type of sweetened bile
so vague, yet so honest
what could it possibly mean?
the way you dance on words to make the colours scream

you do it so, so often
i bet the hurt’s an octave
i bet it’s down to how you keep yourself a hostage

are you a hostage
or someone’s keeper?
you’re just a hostage to the face inside the mirror

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