Frauds - Quite a Thing

Prenatal Lullaby

we need to talk to refresh once in a while
put on your leather now the weather's fine
long, aimless ramble will leave me more assured
the word was always too much for you to give

so now take your time
please take your time
now I take your time

the word was always too much for you to give
and not enough for me to take it back
I handed you my bespoke self-esteem
neatly clad in a plastic body bag

our hands are tied
our mouths are sewn
sitting on the fence 
till my feet are cold

our hands are tied
our mouths are sewn
everyone is wrong
and the answer's no

Now The Weather's Fine

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Drop your sences from the edge
You wouldn't mind
Impregnate the smile
Avoid the ire
This needle is the bound you won't see
The worm will squirm under this tree 
You wouldn't mind
The wind from your shut lid will make the world collapse
The wind from your shut lid will heave them into the dark


Friends of friends from years I spent on choking 
and dreaming of never doing this again
you only get real when I forget
how you've became someone i never met
And we're blessed into useless halves
by simulated breath
that prayed for us from start