watch your eyes now,
the toxicity may break.
stripped of all indecency,
a harlot's life may come to be.
it may come to be.
in the life of a thief, wide eyed
surrounded by the reaper,
a hero drags her keepsake even deeper
'the witness terrified me.'
father strips us all
with the record winding down,
the dawn is rising even faster, now
hold him ever close
regardless of the tide,
the mother frets over her sunday clothes.
"embarrassment precedes me."
a look of longing from the corner's
made the mother torn and stubborn
'the witness terrified me'
stop your crying,
when all that you know
is what you've been shown.
"my baby's so excited,
and i know it's my fault.
exiting my entrance."
we're running so fast, and we're running so fast.
