It's a shame to trade the true for the same Seeking comfort to avoid the blame Outmatched and outnumbered Mistook your lies for the rules of the game What a world! When what you want is what you deserved Sleeping soundly while the debt was incurred Enthralled and enchanted Witnessed your heart while the disdain emerged THE SKY IS NOW A DEEP, DARK RED AND FATE HAS PUT YOUR PLANS TO BED Cut the cord Drank deeply from the moon as it poured Drove for miles Time itself was unmoored All the pounds were fake pennies Used a bullet to pick the lock on the door Veiled in blue Incisors made quick work of hard truths Rounding errors and the marching of boots A fawn with a bear's heart Tried to cry out but the air was like glue: THE SKY IS NOW A DEEP, DARK RED AND FATE HAS PUT YOUR PLANS TO BED And then you said I'll see you when I see you

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