thonty - augustine

Augustine, Augustine, Augustine, I'm so mean, Augustine
She stole my pen, followed her, had visions of us, visions of us
At home, feeling at home
You never really know why visions come true

Why, why, we were so harmless
Harm us, harm us, harm us
She got in the way of my path, how can I go back?

I wish we could, I saved you all wrong
Tempted by the things that you already gave me, already gave me, already gave me
An ungrateful soul, an ungrateful soul

Graciously, so graciously, mending the things you did, the things you did
I would repay, I broke you, and your vision too, and I sent you too
Outcasted, outcasted, outcasted, outcasted
Felt like I could never outlast the pain

Didn't think I deserved to gain anything
Guess I'm insane, I guess I'm insane

Written by:
Anthony Santamaria

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