Jag One - REM

Over/under, listless history
Junkspace, this place, will it miss me?
Borders dissolve twisted treaties
Walk with head down, keeping discreet

Advertisements crammed down my throat
Brutalism, vacant clean slate
That house, that street, look in my coat
Wallet's empty, I lay prostrate

Baptize cleanly, fear is fleeting
Sacred ministry, Alter's bleeding
Ceremony lost in memory
Church floor's lonely, passed out dreaming

Written by:
Chris Zoeller, Phil Zoeller

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