All in all,
its no ones fault,
.
excuses turn to carbon wall,
blame it all on chemical intercourse.
the swallowed seeds of arrogance,
breeding in the thoughts of ten,
.
thousand fools who fight irrelevance.
the full moon is dead skin,
the one down heres wearing thin,
so set up,.. the ten pins.
as the human tide rolls in,
.
like a ball that's spinning.
Bombs ,
. dropping down,
..
overhead,
.. underground,
.
its instilled,
to wanna live.
Bombs ,
. dropping down,
..
please forgive,
. our hometown,
..
In our insignificance.
Turn the jukebox up, he said,
Dancing in irreverance,
.
Play C3,
. let the song protest.
The plates begin to shift,
.
perfect lefts come rolling in,
I was alone,
and far away,
when I heard the band start playing,
on the lip,
late take off.
Bombs ,
. dropping down,
..
Feel like resonance of distance,
In the blood,.. the iron lies.
Its instilled,
. to wanna live.
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