bill cox's outfit - Whole Becomes the Hole

Plaster That Molds You

Standing in the way of a memory
Holding out for something to change
I never know what lies in between
The understanding and something strange
Take a breath but smell all the flowers
All the lights are blinding your eyes
Break through the plaster that molds you
Into one you grow to despise

Close your eyes but dance in the mirror
Imagine all the rain from the clouds
Drowning out the scoffs and ovations
Swimming through the souls of the crowds

I can't play
I can't sing
I can't float
I can't sting
I can't breathe
I can't scream
I can't sleep
I can't dream

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Writer(s): Shannon Bradshaw
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