Is this living on the edge or cliff diving to the bottom?
Where I land I should dig
To see if what's buried hasn't gone rotten
Am I pro, anit or neutral?
I'm sure I'm just confused
When I ask you for evidence
All you give me is clues
And I keep banging against reason
And I don't trust the season
Wearing turtlenecks in summer
I left the door unlocked
But you still wanted to break in
Woke up at your baptism
Fell asleep dead at your wake in
An all white dress
Like a runaway bride
Pushed by the moon
Pulled by the tide
Inside all of these empty rooms
Scratches, movement
Silence, answers
Reveal, well is this how torture feels
I didn't think of this
I was reminded of all I've ever been told
And there isn't anything I can do
That can't be tagged, marked and sold
credits
from Dancing Is Forbidden,
released July 31, 2014
Music & Lyrics written, performed and arranged by Kenny O'Brien
Guest vocals on third verse by Space_couch
Produced by Space_couch
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