A Messy Reflection
Path To Elda
Halo breaks
A memory of tongue ties
Bitter taste
Of conversations unwrapped
When we talk about the rules
I want to know
Whether we swear to a law or a gun
Oh well, I guess, no wonder the fight in our eyes is fading
Oh well, I guess, no wonder the fight in our eyes is fading
Punishment
The sentiment a bomb blast
Cursed in place
To never raise above class
When we talk about the rules
I want to know
Whether they take
With a law or a gun
Oh well, I guess, no wonder the fight in our eyes is fading
Oh well, I guess, no wonder the fight in our eyes is fading