Tents

Tempt to walk the road
Preliminary show
I've got to find you

Said you're one of us
What gives? You're done with us
I live inside you

Blackmail, and high rents, and itchy porch pirates
We've penchants for violence, rich beggars pitch high tents

Sick with endless glee
I'll end this misery
The light will shine through

Burning all your clothes
I liked you here, now go
I cannot bind you

Several ancient things
I thought you'd taken wings
I could not fly too

Absolute madness, the anger, the sadness
I'm tangled in my head, it aches, got Sudafed?

Empty promises
Just be gone with it
I will not die too



Credits
Writer(s): Jake Perry
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