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 how you 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