when the eye turns and opens to aim
and rolls back on inhibition
when the squall pulses and coarses the skin
and inhales to the coma calm

the monuments of motion

when the gut nerves spark and groan
and choke out on expectation
when the limb sails lift and fill
and fall loose on inhibition

it's a life on bricks
it's a life on the dry docks
with horizon eyes

the compass for the anchor
the atlas for the showroom
measuring worth
on anesthesia

it's a competition compress
a glass ceiling mirage
measuring worth
on anesthesia

Lyrics submitted by HellionChild

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