Cave Story - Wide Wall, Tree Tall

Critical Mass

The man who stands before the crowd vows to take their ills
The sound of it, the weight of it
It's a warm night

The pawn is out in a cloister under your guard
I can walk away right now for a percentage

Your house is safe
From the lighting on the hills
And on the coast

I confided and waited for holes in your statement

Perplexing

It's perplexing

What part of your real self you keep under your bed

How bland
Do you have to eulogise, can you keep your composure
Your palm is in your forehead

How stern
Has the sum of your resentment got on your skin

Start confessing

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Writer(s): Gonçalo Ribeiro Formiga
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