stalemate
you won’t move, i don’t wanna
check your game, chuck my pride, change your order
fall from grace like an unruly daughter
mess you’ve made
false friend fade, i don’t want ya
it’s too late
i’ve got no more to offer your
charity case of no boundaries or borders
a parade of disorder
i’m a lamb to the slaughter
mockery
you know me
you know my life’s unholy
promise of love to show me
my empty hands are folding
i’ll push you out
just watch me
exile you
don’t you touch me
thought you could
beat and box me
sly fox
i am too trusting
Oct 13, 2018
Oct 13, 2018 at 8:27 AM UTC
stalemate
you won’t move, i don’t wanna
check your game, chuck my pride, change your order
fall from grace like an unruly daughter
mess you’ve made
false friend fade, i don’t want ya
it’s too late
i’ve got no more to offer your
charity case of no boundaries or borders
a parade of disorder
i’m a lamb to the slaughter
mockery
you know me
you know my life’s unholy
promise of love to show me
my empty hands are folding
i’ll push you out
just watch me
exile you
don’t you touch me
thought you could
beat and box me
sly fox
i am too trusting
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