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Three angles for three sides

Won't you tell me a price or
Lean it on a lie
I'd still slip outdoors
And I feel her eyes subtract
The lines the hands lapped
From point of departure
I won't show up and barter

And I'm dizzy on the uptake
Eyes feigning at something
And no I can't find the end
Of that light feeling

Test until I'm numb
Say it's just the blood
Numbers just won't lie
It ain't that easy

Don't know why I shut my mouth
Well I sneak on through my house
And you told me that I'm better for it
Can't just fix my calloused hands
With a breather on the bench
When the concrete carried tension

I can't escape with a focus
Caffeine crept in the broken
Saying "it's only the season for it"
There's more in

Coffee poured with
Social destruction on
Normal afternoons
Focal points in
Pages full of
Three angles for three sides

And I'm sipping on no substance
A counterfeit obstruction
Trying not to find the end
Of that light feeling

And I'm dizzy on the uptake
Eyes feigning at something
And no I can't find the end
Of that light feeling



Credits
Writer(s): Troy Sorensen
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