Profane Geometry

Planning a vacation
In unmapped constellations
I've seen them in a dream

A thousand permutations
Adjust my calculations
But never what I mean
And nothing's what it seems

When the walls start bleeding
That's a curse worth repeating
My palms get sweaty
Yeah, I'm fucked up already
Whole world's drowning in my fist
A long way from innocent
It makes sense when you look at it that way

It's a one man operation
A no-win situation
A panoramic scene

The complex computations
And the strictest regulations
Couldn't change the things I've seen
And they might tell me what it means

When the walls start bleeding
That's a curse worth repeating
My heart feels heavy
But it's still pounding steady
The whole world's getting beat to shit
No such thing as innocence
Things end, and we're heading for that day

My palms get sweaty
Yeah, my heart feels heavy
Long way from innocent
No such thing as innocence



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Writer(s): Iron Chic
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