Shoulders

Kiss my lips, 
Push me over into the sea, 
Then jump in after me, 
Let's swim, 
To the bottom, 
Maybe we might find an open door connected to the ocean floor, 

I could give it one more time, 
Take my side, 
As we perfect the art of escape,

So dam Bored, 
Living on the 15th floor, 
Choking on electric chords, 
While you act like you know, 
Everything about pleasure and Pain, 
The sunlit rain, 
When the only thing that's sure is this unsteady ground. 

I could give it one more time, 
Take my side, 
As we perfect the art of escape.


The Art Of Escape

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the dust and dirt
blind us slowly
but give a hint of a view to make it feel alright
and though it hurts
we keep on climbing
cause our addictions take us from inside
a sturdy back
but brittle bones
too weak to show

we would say anything just to hear what we want
right or wrong
then we lie to be forgiven
we would sell anything just to buy who we're not
any cost
we kill our way to heaven

we search alone
for golden crowns
cause if we find it we'll have it all to ourselves
so one by one
we lay our bricks down
to pave a road on the shoulders of somebody else
a sturdy back
but brittle bones
too weak to show

we would say anything just to hear what we want
right or wrong
then we lie to be forgiven
we would sell anything just to buy who we're not
any cost
we kill our way to heaven


gtrs by adam agati

Shoulders

Damian Kyle

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