follow me through the set up some audacity’s advised from the neck up i won’t let you victimize me you can save the charade cause i’ve been there before don’t you remember we could gossip because everybody lies we could stalk up on the negatives of life but it won’t stop the crusade from the pain no it won’t rescue the martyr cause it’s check mate to the pawn in the shade if we can’t find the sun we become decay ~ take these open hands let them guide you liberate the ghost you’ve inside you make your own demands you’ve the right to never let impulse occupy you ~ follow me through the set up i can see it in your eyes a vendetta no intent to compromise here
it’s a change to the scene yes i must intervene offer discretion just a fable with imaginary lines it’s a staple does it make you feel alive can it help save the crusade from the pain can it help rescue the martyr can you find ways to escape from the shade if we can’t find the sun we become decay