We burn this town while your feet trapse through the landfills, eyes blind, eyes blind. As fallacy rules...



From caskets to cavalcades with rain-making blankets. Trapping nerves of common coins as cars make melodies. We bury this spear together in the sides of idles without consent following, stalking chalk-white outlines in the floor with your nails broken. These streets shall forget us while they trapse through the landfills. Eyes blind, eyes blind.
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Trapping nerves of common coins, we bury this spear into the idles side.

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