Correction Paroles Cut Corners on Short Walks par Bears in Trees

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[Verse 1]
The sour substances that make up my hind brain
Have slowly become stagnant and I have surely become insane
And the anger I feel in my veins
Has stopped pouring out of the heart in my face
And remains in my stained ribcage

[Verse 2]
Broken by 14 with no chance to absolution
Cause they refused to open their minds' eye, and see we too were human
We were searching for joy with our pathetic conclusions
We started savouring apathy and all of our bruises

[Chorus]
And the songs we sung when our minds were done
And our lungs bled, our tongues said "We're done with the humdrum"
We used to be so pure, so fragile and raw
But now we set campfires in carparks and cut corners on short walks

[Verse 3]
Well out of the flames we reclaimed our decay
And the world became a stage, complete chaotic, how we played
And cryptic visions of us disposing of ourselves, became
Sordid depictions of disposable wealth

[Bridge]
When she laid me down whilst I was in a drunken stupor
And she took my hand and she forced me to use her
For things I desired not for
My friend was asleep on the floor
I would ask myself constantly "Am I remembering that right?"
A paralytic memory hazy days of a night
Was I truly destroyed by an imperfect person
Was I just co-opting the curses of coercion
Well after that event, my hair grew out, matted and frayed
Like a rope you'd have to cut but to make usable again
But to assess my temperament around the contours of my skull
I shaved off all my hair and saw I still could be well

The light in my eyes
Reignited with a vengeance
When I saw the sunrise
Around the campfire with my best friends

And the songs we sung when our minds were done
And our lungs bled, our tongues said "We're done with the humdrum"
We used to be so pure, so fragile and raw
But now we set campfires in carparks and cut corners on short walks

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