A Moon lighting minor down on our epic ambitions, we are open prey for vultures"¦
Lying out, lying within the rhyme scheme, the theme of a lyrical couplet punctures a dream, and then in it seeps"¦dour realities rousing me into cravings and caffeine.
Counter Attack"¦
We are all deluded with grandeur, our epic ambitions dragging us through the wars to the next birthday, now it's only a crippling comedown away. And so you'll pray tonight for the first time in years, call some anonymous being, confessing a longing you're feeling so filling.
Call a deeper, lower, coma"¦Counter attack"¦
A Moon lighting minor down on our epic ambitions, we are open prey for vultures"¦
Lying out, lying within the rhyme scheme, the theme of a lyrical couplet punctures a dream, and then in it seeps"¦dour realities rousing me into cravings and caffeine.
Now all of our dreams are perforated"¦
Keep belonging under the ether's vultures, thirty years below a slumber lies the rhyme scheme where love is obese"¦Your love is obese.