All of your creases are sizing their bones
All of your pages are open at once
Forgive my transgression if your heart's at the wheel
Don't care what they call you, there's no clever thing to feel
Poking a hole in what's feeble
But my arms are too short
I'm known to act average as a last resort
Sliding off your trust
Your voice screams into my head
Do you think that I was raised by a reasonable man?
My feeble memory's just a bucket full of rain
You found an eternity lodged in your pain
Do you really want something or everything else instead?
Why bring a cannibal into our bed?
Poking a hole in what's feeble
But my arms are too short
I'm known to act average as a last resort
Sliding off your trust
Your voice screams into my head
Do you think that I was raised by a reasonable man?
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