Beaters

Worn out see the fabric?
Severed from the sole
I still see you, I see beautiful
Hang like Van Gogh on the wall

Keep the saddle don't panic
It's all beyond control
Like how the weather's unpredictable
The calm and madness of it all

Worn out see the fabric?
Severed from the sole
As you muster guts for next day's work
I watch you fall apart

Picking up the pieces
For tomorrow's beating
You tell yourself "You're breathing"
When you're barely catching breath
You wonder if it's fate
That's absolute, predetermined
And all these runarounds are just fillers for the ending
I'm here to tell you no
I'm here to tell you no

You should see yourself in my eyes
Like a good old beaten shoe
Blisters tell the mileage
I'll runaway with you

Run away with you



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