Puppet Mouth - Idols

The unchosen ones
Under noon day sun
Where the Apostles Creed
Is made of chalk and cheese
The unspoken poems
Over broken bones
Under dirty sheets
Along Hastings street
Twilight, twilight, twilight
In the land of the idols
We float below
Surface semitones
Iré contigo
Cuidado con dios
Twilight, twilight, twilight
In the land of the idols
In the land of the idols
In the land of the idols
In the land of false idols

Written by:
Mike Corcoran

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