Dagger - French Exit

A sinful obsession to keep myself idle
Rather shatter the glass than become the disciple
No saint of the 'nary
Scale the sides of my ego
Spit it out
I'll never stop spitting in your mouth
The harm inside a glass
A fragmentary blue
Carry me through
Your exit wounds
I don't care about your state of denial cause I'm sittin' by the window with a saucer and a smile like
What's next, what's left, what's sex, was this death or just a test?
I don't want to be the dust settling
A colorless view when there's nothing left of me
And I still stare when there's nothing left
And I still stare when there's nothing
(I got mine, but I want more)
I'm still there when there's nothing
(I got mine, but I want more)
Where's my violent equivalent?
What's my violent equivalent?
Where is it?
Where is it?

Written by:
Megan Towner

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