There are times when you open up your mind
And we'll go down to the throngs of our own lives
We'll then internalize those aerosol pesticides
And get low
You cough and choke and those buckets full of smoke
Will read: Here Lies Poor Old Mother
And the dirt upon the grave is the one couldn't save
And how we tried
I will let you down
Please don't pick me up
I don't know if you can see me
There's a problem with your seeing
I can't hear you through the screaming
And we're reading through the lies
It's no wonder how she cried
And yet further down inside
We know
And they're living day to day
Just expecting this week's pay
And yet be it as it may
We know
And their pockets full of hope
Seem to keep them all afloat
And the wonders that are grown
We know
Blood on your hands is a point that somehow stands
Behind you only mirrors
Reflecting all your sins, documenting what you did
Long ago
The light is gone, couple hours before dawn
It left you just as quickly
Now it's time for you to heal, and I know it's hard to feel
Feel love
And we'll go down to the throngs of our own lives
We'll then internalize those aerosol pesticides
And get low
You cough and choke and those buckets full of smoke
Will read: Here Lies Poor Old Mother
And the dirt upon the grave is the one couldn't save
And how we tried
I will let you down
Please don't pick me up
I don't know if you can see me
There's a problem with your seeing
I can't hear you through the screaming
And we're reading through the lies
It's no wonder how she cried
And yet further down inside
We know
And they're living day to day
Just expecting this week's pay
And yet be it as it may
We know
And their pockets full of hope
Seem to keep them all afloat
And the wonders that are grown
We know
Blood on your hands is a point that somehow stands
Behind you only mirrors
Reflecting all your sins, documenting what you did
Long ago
The light is gone, couple hours before dawn
It left you just as quickly
Now it's time for you to heal, and I know it's hard to feel
Feel love
( Archer Oh )
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