The Armed - Sport of Form

I'm so perfect
Self-aware
A curation unflawed
Iteration or one of kind?

No distinction, so hard to explain
Sport of form, state of grace

Tow a line, keep a faith
Never die, never fade

From a waiter
From a friend
From a long-lost time
Half erased
Different lives, same old place

Tow a line, test some faith
Never die, never fade

Always time to watch
Seashells drown
Is it cynical?
Are they drowned?

When it's hard to explain
Never die, never fade

When you're longing to break
Draw the line, never trace

Yeah, does anyone even know you?
Does anyone even care?
Does anyone even know you?
Does anyone even care?

Does anyone even know you?
Does anyone even care?
Does anyone even know you?
Does anyone even care?

Does anyone even know you?
Does anyone even care?
Does anyone even know you?
Does anyone even care?

Does anyone even know you?
Does anyone even care?
Does anyone even know you?
Does anyone even care?

Does anyone even know you?
Does anyone even care?
Does anyone even know you?
Does anyone even care?

Does anyone even know you?
Does anyone even care?
Does anyone even know you?
Does anyone even care?

Written by:
Dan Greene, Kenneth Szymanski, Randall Kupfer, Tony Wolski

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