Unexorcise

In that dream there was a house
And I was haunting it
Loaded with unexorcized love
Both making us laugh
And making us all sad

What if I butchered time
And that old part of mine
Would you still want
My bloody hand
In your hair
My morning man?

I've shut up
But nevertheless this joke has gone way too far
If there'd ever been a fix for anyone
They're hardly going to hand it out
Oh dear god
I could have been blessed
And be a blessing myself
Rid us of the state of anxious hovering
Over that line in the sand

That's it for today
Don't even begin to picture the monster you've made of yourself
In the eyes of everyone else
With its gorge and claws
And its indecision and lack of response for those it has pained
Wide awake

Half-conscious, half-clutched, half-ignite
Someday I'll make it right
Just wait
All will fade
Just wait
All will fade
Just wait
All will fade
Just wait
All will fade
Just wait



Credits
Writer(s): Dmitriy Shmakov, Ivan Khakharev, Maksim Panfilov, Svetlana Kuznetsova
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