And lust
Is what we have
Pause and play
We're the cast
These unseen walls
And narrow halls
Eyes meet
But neither speaks
No one's weak
Lips are meek

Trapped again
In oceans of people
But then again
You're so subtle
No words just noise
All dull chords
And drum beats
A Heartache kit
Yet now we
Pick our sides
Crimson is all we see
In this nonsense fight