Surface

Prior!
Was not sure of this
Prior!
The silhouettes were chained
In the far, far mist
In the far reaches of eye sight

That led your way to me
It was so long
Long time ago

Mind me say hard was to focus at first if it's not you
My old friends have not seen you in ages
But hoped for one more time to meet time scratched the surface I see
Scratched all the layers of your lies from thy flesh
I must say this is expected and humane some fly under the radar
Some hide from shame

Wall of meat
Thinking under it
Thinking you are safe
From all sides you are beaten

In the back of my mind
Story unfolded young and naive I was
You played well
This game of friends
My friend
You played well
This game of friends
My friend

Well well well
I do not believe my senses
Look who it is in front of my shadow
Well well well
I do not believe my senses
Look who it is in front of my shadow
Well well well
I do not believe my senses
Look who it is in front of
My shadow

Know this know this
Your peeled layers
Became my second skin
From time storms and hail of life
No one can protrude through my armour

This is my life
Under the Surface
Seeing in colors feeling in blood
Veins bursting in my mind

Reaching holding screaming
It is unfolding
Splinters poking in
Not long enough

Tickling!
Inner void
No one there
Reaching holding screaming
It is unfolding
Splinters poking in
Not long enough
Tickling inner void
No one there

Splinters, poking
Tickling, inner void

Well well well
I do not believe my senses
Look who it is in front of
My shadow
Well well well
I do not believe my senses
Look who it is in front of
My shadow



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Writer(s): Licence Hate
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