City Rings

Chokebore

Compositor: Chokebore

Why is it you don't talk to me when I'm filled with paste and I'm filled with powder,
I know I'm supposed to let it break my knees.
All I see is what I want to see and it's a defined line. But it's alright, it all leads to silence.
We all find our own sad reasons, a European nightmare with wings.

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