My finger skips the page this masquerade, my guilty pleasure
I keep spilling over headlines
This one catches my good eye

Correspondence stops and congregations form
On paper and glass with plastic remorse

We should anticipate to walk away with full disclosure
Transparent and hovering over all our friends and family

And we take our leave from this violent shore
To retrace our steps and lay down our oars

And we all get high
Yes we all get high
Take our lead from ghosts
We walk side by side
You just wait

Herein lies the ruse
The wretched cliche
Nothing ever seems to change
We hold nothing back
To stop ourselves from being
Tethered to this world

And we take our leave from this violent shore
To retrace our steps and lay down our oars

And we all get high
Yes we all get high
Take our lead from ghosts
We walk side by side

Yes we all get high
Yes we all get high
And you give me yours
And I hand you mine
You just wait


Lyrics submitted by WindsweptWolf

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