Thief
Sick Balloons
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You are the cult to my imaginary scope So fit to wear the stars of all these cut up vanity folk I'll shoot the stills of all your paralytic quirks Awkward and so frivolously spent in our wake But perfect stems are looking glass If you're the queen then I'm the crass I won't let you follow my lead 'Cause secrets are like terriers Opaque and precarious We'll fold tongues and swallow our deeds You are the purse in my apology crest To harbor subtlety like any poor reputable mess I took your hand and crawled between the suffocating droll To tread the face held ahead the speak of our prose But perfect stems are looking glass If you're the queen then I'm the crass I won't let you follow my lead 'Cause secrets are like terriers Opaque and precarious We'll fold tongues and swallow our deeds Well crossing guards are caveats So dull and spun in parking lots I won't let you stop being seen All the auteurs spar with harlots shame And stoics speak like starlit kane We're only beggars caught in belief
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