If you're obdurate show me something you can't hide
Fear and jealousy crawls into an open eye
Sometimes there is no time and the cracks are splitting deep
inside of us to
Face the wall and don't look back
And the priest gave me something to burn
As the locusts are creeping across your back
It's a pattern with nowhere to turn
It's the end of the track
In another land you can sleep with crows and toads
Trails of dusty mire lead into the barren road
This time is the last time and the cracks have split our world
apart for us to
Face up to the things we lack
And the priest gave me something to burn
As the locusts are creeping across your back
It's a pattern with nowhere to turn
It's the end of the track
And your truths will be cut to the core
As the heartache is swelling the final act
It's a pattern with nowhere to turn
It's the end of the track
Fear and jealousy crawls into an open eye
Sometimes there is no time and the cracks are splitting deep
inside of us to
And the priest gave me something to burn
As the locusts are creeping across your back
It's a pattern with nowhere to turn
It's the end of the track
Trails of dusty mire lead into the barren road
This time is the last time and the cracks have split our world
apart for us to
And the priest gave me something to burn
As the locusts are creeping across your back
It's a pattern with nowhere to turn
It's the end of the track
As the heartache is swelling the final act
It's a pattern with nowhere to turn
It's the end of the track
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