Lucid Visitations

Pulled from the shelf and cracked the spine
Carefully freed like an aged wine
Heroic love machine
Bursting at the seams
Sucking venomous faces
Fingered in the right places

Damaged delicate parts
Remind me of the difficulty between forms
I imagine my world without them
The fucking sacrifices we make
To continuously feed the mutations

Forcing sentiment into difference
Morbid calculation of the separations
Contrary to popular bеlief
We are bound to collapsе

Lucid visitations are beautiful
I get the chance to wake up without you
Duvet wrestling for another six hours
Recollection can be a bitch

But she ain't got shit on you!



Credits
Writer(s): Ben Atkinson, Nick Smith, Stace Fifield, Stuart Henley-minchington, Tim Stewart
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