What cowardly creatures we are
Hiding behind walls of
Deceit
And facades of
Contentment
To lead the wandering eye
To a simpler conclusion -
That we've possession of the pieces
And held them together
So as to keep prim and proper
Amongst bared teeth and
Elongated claws
Because though we are
Weaker than they think
The mind is so easily tricked
Into false judgment and
Pretty lies
So we'll be able tell ourselves we'll
Be okay
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Gin in Teacups
Random"Oh down in Albion They're black and blue But we don't talk about that Are you from 'round here? How do you do? I'd like to talk about that Talk over Gin in teacups And leaves on the lawn Violence in bus stops And the pale thin girl with eyes forlor...
