Build Us Airplanes - The Good Book

Tracing Polaroids

On this face are pitted lines carved by memories
I can't seem to shake this lost time
Tracing polaroids
The days just don't add up
You have always had the last laugh
Never pulling a punch
And like always, in true fashion
I fold and give up

Hazy eyes turn in tonight
Slow goodbyes, I turn out the lights

All these crooked miles I've walked to the bone
Fabricated smiles I paraded
Falsified

I can't figure out
Who's real and who's fake
Sleeping with a ghost in purgatory
I'm stuck between
The living and the dead

Gazing up at the stars counting constellations
We're all dead
Underneath countless miles of desolation

We wait, tiredly we wait for it all to end

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Writer(s): Build Airplanes
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