Once gold but now off-white, your glory once airtight.
I see a maze of blemishes under the light.
Elsewhere we draw a frontline, this keeps us on the same side.
Under the banner but I’m swallowing my pride.
We’re connected by the cables.
Kept stable by being unstable.
You gave me all I need.
You’re teaching me what not to be.
Struggle should serve as penance; a cold and silent sentence.
But you seem vacant to the potency of venom.
The hands of time are cruel, we live by crooked rule.
I wait to see which side of my heart you will fall.
We’re connected by the cables.
Kept stable by being unstable.
You gave me all I need.
You’re teaching me what not to be.
The only thing that we share is a limo to the grave.
The only thing that we share is a limo to the grave.
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