Winona Riders - Duotone

Smoke Swallower

You reached for the hand at your throat
When you couldn't see truth
Now it just sits so crass
The subterfuge
You think that you're cradling innocence
Oh how we learn
If you walk into smoke with love
You might get burned
Ambition eclipsing the gifts
It's the stinging kick
You're the first and the last to know it
Skin is reptile thick
Forever in a state of doing
But nothing done
You gasp for the taste of many
Before you even got one
Hiding inside the armour
Of claims of transit
Nothing but a fog of bluffs
Played off as a gambit
Hands on a piece of everything
Master of none
You're reaching for the bugle
Without any lungs

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Writer(s): Stanley Belton
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