Dirty words on dirty walls
Above the black, wooden door
a symbol that singes the eyes
and stokes the flame
in your heart's dark center
Hold me here
Don't take me inside of this familiar place
Let's stay out in the frosted night
And celebrate our meager belongings:
the mementos of a season long over
I'll bite my tongue, and you will loosen yours
Laughing and bleeding, I finally get the joke
Heaven is empty
The turtle is dead
No one can stop the slide
I dream
I gleam in your eyes
Even with the dust in them
Making me a blur
And androids can't be trusted
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