shielded eyes blind for the count
pressed to the aged wood
he's had a vision
he knows where they hide
he'll not find a soul
but next time, i'm it
i'll spend my life searching for you
chasing opinion
for an altruist
you've got a lot of me in you
but your game is flawed
i stand out open in the light
i play different rules
tagged inconsistent
i bide my time
until i can play alone
for an atheist
i get a lot beaten into
my train of thought
your flock, one by one, disappears
your wolf cry falls on deafened ears
i take it
i want to see
i want to feel
i want to be it
wing span spread, bound for the count
pressed to the aged wood
he's had a vision
he knows where i hide
i hang on either side
Verse 29 Seconds, 619K
Chorus 30 Seconds, 650K
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