[Lyric] We (Cub Scout Bowling Pins)

We

Bring your truths
Your true desires
Your real friends
And sit

We

And shove your locks
The area of bones
The wicked and saved
Sit with

We

All phones are open
Not all dreams are taken
And follow you nowhere
Into the garden
Into the painting
From last nights
From past lives
Drinks for all of us
All of us
We

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