Small Feet - With Psychic Powers

The Lake

Going to the lake again
To bathe in my mistakes
To pick up the bones of the brave
Find what they say
Dawn breathes in the night
Coughs
It's all right
The scariest are straight
They wanna scary you straight
They will be gone like waves
Crawl back into their caves
The last
Gasp of their reign
Is now
Torture to the sane
How sour are the grapes
Throw them all away
The galaxy explained
It's all made of cake
It don't wanna talk all night
It don't walk out on a fight

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Writer(s): Simon Stalhamre
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