Misreading the Selling Season

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Withered seduction is all that remains
Big hearts mean nothing to pockets just looking to fill
She shed her clothes, then shed a tear
Rehearsing apprehension

Holding hands with mannequins as they disappear
From the binding roles ambition holds so dear
Faceless caricatures so harshly define them

Spent approximations of seasons, breathing sighs
With a slight of hand you move their mouths
Spirits enchained, clients unnamed
Money exchange, nothing remains
Lovers embrace, giving away a fighting chance

Her heart is fading for the wound unseen has bled
An oversupply of sensual lies, lost in a battle cry
Machine is broken
Watch gears tick on
Holding hands with mannequins, ceding volunteers
And on their strings a puppeteer
Selfless evenings insure through deeds on consignment

Spent approximations of seasons, breathing sighs
With a slight of hand you move their mouths
Spirits enchained, clients unnamed
Money exchange, nothing remains
Lovers embrace, giving away a fighting chance

Yearning for another mother, a fate she couldn't shed
With fairytales of hemorrhages stagnating in her head
She'll never find another mother with wishes so misread
The path she walks, invisible
Respect she gained, divisible
For all I've taken and all I've given
Don't turn your back on where you belong

Oh she pulled a string and the hearts all fell in line
Rally behind her inhibition
Open your eyes, I give myself to try to take the world for you
You'll realize my heart shined despite the nights it cried and bled
To make sure you'll know a smile

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