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    These old letters from years ago
    I felt it was leading to a [...]
    When I wrote this [...]
    I may have been finally able to address how it feels

    Another brick-red room,
    another black-top town
    Another misspelled band
    burning their own houses down
    Another pine-box tune
    to fill the cemetery day
    Another stay, a touch of orange
    over purgatory gray

    Another thorny field
    to scatter fruitless seed
    Another song that runs too long,
    God knows no one needs
    More misguided ghosts, more transparent hands
    To drop a nickel in our basket
    and we'll do our Riot! dance

    Beneath another burning sky,
    behind our painted lips
    In scares of catatonic
    smile-covered ankle-bitten ships
    So throw your pedestal of stone
    in the forgetful sea
    As protection from the paper-thin perfection
    you project on me

    When this repetition ends
    behind the window shades
    A semi-conscious sorrow
    sleeping in the bed I've made
    That most unrestful bed,
    that most original of sins
    And you'll say that's what I get
    when I let ambitions win again

    I'd hate to let you down
    so I'll let the waters rise
    And drown my dull reflection
    in the naive expectation in your eyes
    Back in a cast bit-part,
    back when I felt most free
    I had a butcher's heart
    and no one thought they knew me

    So before the regiment resumes,
    before the dreaded sun appears
    My driver's waiting,
    so let's make one point crystal clear:
    You see a flood-lit form,
    I see a shirt design
    I'm no savior of yours and you're no friend of mine

    You're no friend of mine
    You're no friend of mine
    I'm no savior of yours and you're no friend of mine
    You see a flood-lit form,
    I see a shirt design
    I'm no savior of yours and you're no friend of mine

    I see myself in the reflection of people's eyes
    Realising what they see may not be even close
    to the image I see in myself
    And I hate I might actually be more afraid
    [...] I feel like they know the story
    I saw a bear floating in the river
    and thought it was a fur coat
    Twelve years ago, I stood on the shore
    Jump in and grab the coat
    And the river is rushing toward a waterfall
    And my friend stood at the shore
    and shouted to let go of the coat
    and swim back to land
    I let go of the coat but the coat won't let go of me
    In any case, please, let me know
    if there's more I can give you
    If nothing comes of it,
    then just know we are grateful

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