Augustine

The devil's done and once again
As flawless now as it's ever been
I could picture only him
Aligned behind the hearts of men
The fears that first form on lips, the words align
And then they slip for every word that comes

It's a knife to find a home in someone
For every word that comes
The knife to find a home in someone

Hey there, Augustine
That something good becomes ugly
Hey there, Augustine
That something good becomes ugly

Hey there, Augustine
That something good becomes of me
Hey there, Augustine
That something good becomes of me

Hey there, Augustine
That something good becomes of me
Hey there, Augustine
That something good becomes of me

Hey there, Augustine
That something good becomes of me
Hey there, Augustine



Credits
Writer(s): Anthony Carlucci
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