Dead Ends
Gray Matter
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This is how the walls collapse There's nothing more to see There is no more to me Except a fucking joke And a white collar dream These lasting thoughts could fit in a forty ounce bottle This tragic model could swallow me whole I'm done being a fiend Demons reaching deep The Devil's on my back Or if not he better be Late to the party Scaling the ladder Swallowing pride that's served on a platter Held softly in my hands Delicately laced plans Stopped on the way to the place to wait for someone to understand And until then I'll wait in silence Wolves wearing fleece Folded hearts get creased
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