Washed Out Dummies

One more scratch, who would've thought?
The maze I burned invisibly grew again
No place to lick wounds non can see
The fun is here, sell all your tricks to stay

Fight in the name of fake notions
You've been conductive in a deaf dungeon

Seamless holes are seething still
The shades are full
Another side can't be seen
Anger hides this trite fallout
The burning cars are crashing my sinuses

Fight in the name of fake notions
You've been conductive in a deaf dungeon

When you close another gate to your fear
The lines of courage are drilling up
Muted lips of allies drenched in dry blood
Of all the villains of past morning
All the perfumes you put on to have chance
And now you're dying on the scentless stack
When you scream through Monday nightmares
They all are gone to finally become poor themselves
And when you quick the run to
Put your fate off
Wash your brain off
Smash your nerves on flashing lights cuz
The clouds are too low to take a walk outside this dead morning



Credits
Writer(s): Filip Klimek
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