drawn to the light and
killed by the heat
drowning in excess with
expectations to meet
another language
i can not understand
smoke too thick to find the
talent beneath the ground
broken politics and
years of more negotiating
wake up to this dear
a temporary way of living
fear is on the right side
someone drive the getaway car
if ready to listen
to a stringless guitar
it can only cover so much
your electric rain
all is for nothing and
not all is to gain
fight to keep all the
salted wounds tended
there is no need to know
just how it all ended
no sleep 'til morning
no sleep tonight
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