Letras
This all was planned after a talk
This was before I believed it no more
Told my best there's no thought for friends
Only for that quirk it all became sore
He said I am so very confused
He said I am so addled before my ears
How can we cease to race with century cults
And winning girls for those past years
As I ignored my own response towards
Due to a swirl I said as my parry
That theory of thought was my only souvenir
Of my vacation in that certain prairie
My opposing face started to only lingualed
Trying to revive a fellow out of frustration
All of this just because the trigger of the joke
And having the burden to synthesize inspiration
The house I once knew
Without shutters of cold and blue
And inside the mourning fumes of ghosts
Are now hauntings of our favorite brew
Slender is only the staircase still left
The unfamiliar floor draws life a cleft
Having lived on that floor makes
The house I once knew a theft
I'm almost at peace during this quarter
I started to release a jester from my steeple
Especially after a few incoming flattering flags
Made me open doors for other people
On the other side my jester was feared
I forgot to take off his mask of a beast
No more markers to bury boundaries
And our side of mercy in the least
Our side's head was developed too soon
Even sarcasm slipped into our holster
The opposite was frightened and confused
They only wanted to offer us a bolster
I grew a grin when I squinted towards theirs
Uniforms were made of cotton as well
It's just an art theory I rang
Through a relieving peace and dinner bell
The house I once knew
Without shutters of cold and blue
And inside the mourning fumes of ghosts
Are now hauntings of our favorite brew
Slender is only the staircase still left
The unfamiliar floor draws life a cleft