Plastic Handgun - Gatekeepers

The Intruder

The day has come and you're incomplete
Brittle bones in your back deplete
But you can't admit the defeat
No you can't admit the defeat

Every day you walk down that street
Crack the code across soft concrete
You've got them under your feet
Yeah the coffin, off with your feet

Dreams about the blood underneath
Little capsules that help you see
They're filled with all of your teeth
Yeah filled with all of your teeth

Dirty fingernails on your seat
Consequences so bittersweet
He's drowning out the drum beat
Yeah drowning out the drum beat

Permanently sleep
You're only getting older
Intruding on me
You're only getting colder

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Writer(s): Mark Di Giovanni
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