lovers and legions i've seen your whore try not to reason
forsaken i'm poor fire nerves and dissension flying at a
glare a ginger reaction whisper care a hairpin
decision falls against the brain to formulate the anguish
and alleviate the pain the silence is warning soul search
nothing can't regain reach for air scenes of a
cheap thrill summon an old ghost the foremost and sterile
suffering one lost to face the potential for fantasy and
flair forever and forgiving summon me and dare
they keep on the mainstream forging their demise while
playing with the hopeless not facing their own lies the
symptoms of recourse i've seen nothing overspill far too frail.