Trees of December - The Gates

(The media has opened its gates, and we can't stop staring)

Install me, what's your problem?
Let me stay and work my magic
No break, long day. Befriend me, it goes away

We can hold the tears you cry and put them all away
We can look inside your eyes and tell right away...

Maze of knives in your sight. Finish out your time
Going in circles all the time. Meditate your mind

Raise a glass. Here'a a toast, just let me say
we worked our magic. No break, long day
And because their eyes are free to take...

Something's got me in its grasp; the amnesia
I forget to turn my eyes back on
So I can see the gates where lying comes from
Brought to you by yours truly

Can this be? Why did this happen?
You made me. How did you tap in?
No break, long day. Befriend me, it goes away

Written by:
Christopher Hernandez

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