Outlet - Prospect

Fake like the pictures in the frame
Waiting for the next storm to create
A space where the demons can call home
When they control your bones
Cause they can see your fate
And the picture looks real grim
And I can see your fate
Oh the distaste

Cause I can see your fate
And your reality
It looks real fake

I can see your fate
I can see your fate

Written by:
Burt Kozsey

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