The Purple Operator - Down

I hate to think you need a drink and I'm always stuck underground
Swallow mazes run through gazes as I'm singing songs to the ground
I'm singing songs to the ground
Higher learning, water burning now, two hits did nothing a day
So I don't think I waste some ink and I feel a heart run away
I feel a heart run away

She was a flame I was a candle
The wax all running down her side
Hardens too soon
Beneath the black moon
Chip away, peel, and pry
As I solidify

The plaid on my shirt
The lines on my book
Patterns of a day so predictable
The walls are like fire and the floor royalty
Speaking spies spinning eyes
So fucking pitiful

Touching my hand I pull away
I can't be seen like this
The phone is loud
And the TV shouts
I'd lock that lightning right in
I'd burn a kite in the wind

Written by:
Vinny Perrotta

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