With Stones in His Pockets - A Great Talk About Terrible Things

I immediately trust you
It's just a shame I never grew
It's 'cause my heart is closed
This is the terrible thing I know
Now you'll never see
That you never knew me like I knew you
You let me in but I never let myself
This was a great talk about terrible things
Give us more mystery
Ask yourself how can this be
A grim continuum?
Where there is nothing to, nothing to learn
We go
This was a great talk about terrible things
When possessed by the mind of a villain
No wonder I could never find another way
With no self control but obsessed by the outcome
The people I've lost
But the feeling remains
Oh, and the shame
Now you'll never see
That you never knew me like I knew you
You let me in but I never let myself
This was a great talk about terrible things
Oh, here it comes
The punchline at the end of all our lives/lies
It's hilarious
How at the end of us
We destroy our own world

Written by:
Robert Tamplin

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