Odd Times

Wafer thin
Needle sharp
Not far away watch your back
Silver strings
Who is steering mannequins?
Skulls will crack

I sense another set of eyes overhead
A danger call
Duck under branches
Make the leap or we're dead
Thorns to break our fall

Dig deep
Dig deep
Dig deep
Dig deep

Dig deep
I hear the prime beckoning
Where did they bury those crimes?
Keep count
Another day's reckoning
Yes, these are difficult times
Stay clear of the moulds and the slimes
In human skin they hang by a thread
In these odd times

Guard the flame
Wait for weakness
Split the pack
The table tips
High they sit
Blue and heartless
Till we climb to seal their lips

A fury burns and turns me into someone colder
Stab a finger in the eye above my shoulder

Dig deep
Dig deep
Dig deep
Dig deep

Dig deep
I hear the prime beckoning
Where did they bury those crimes?
Keep count
Another day's reckoning
Yes, these are difficult times
Stay clear of the moulds and the slimes
In human skin they hang by a thread
In these odd times



Credits
Writer(s): John O'connor
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