My child's bovine eyes
Can't help but shudder
Drinks so deep, of incidental lies
To repeat this offense
To give a brother
Limb to limb - a prurient design
I have till now just one regret
That I knew but could not forget
The soil in my skin and eyes
Caused me to commit my tiny crime
My child, my love
See them dancing?
Pretty display, joyous and divine
I hope you can forgive
This wasted breath
I'll guide you, forcefully and blind
I have till now just one regret
That I knew but could not forget
The soil in my skin and eyes
Caused me to commit my tiny crime
How could you squander
My last dignity
Fruit of my labor
Is surely killing me
I have to help you, find you some relief
I hope the night will save you, from all your grief
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my friend introduced me to this album through the song "toxic masculinity". it was such a pleasure playing them on the radio, and being able to experience this album! greenmanion
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