Endless towns I've seen called home
Guess we all hoped was concrete
To hide our backs, to warm the cracks
It all but solved and beneath the seas
Back in the cave to earn the name you gave
I hold my breath
Did you hold your breath within the lines you live in?
Yeah I know it's a stone, just another stone
Another thing I've lost
I'm getting by on my own
But don't hang up the phone

A wanting, sucking leech
Strangled, put to coffin
Matched to meet another me
Oh I didn't mean to rush you
Once again compassion ends

Hey do you know that I'm a mouse
I live in dreams
I get up by the feeling
Of things looming me

Yeah but nothing too obscene
Nothing too obscene
To set you on a rope, drag home
Put you to rest
One final breath

Endless towns I've seen called home
We pour our souls on all this
And hide our backs to warm the cracks
My little beast you're too obscene
My little beast wants more, yeah

But nothing too obscene
Nothing too obscene
To set you on a rope, drag home
Put you to rest

But nothing too obscene
But nothing ever is, right?
To set you on a rope, drag home
Put you to rest
Put you to rest


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