Keeping along the ways.
Denizen of days.
Love has left us incomplete.
An automated play.
Twist your mind to fit.
This won't hurt a bit.
Make your heart a number.
A dial spell to break the slumber.
Swallow all your fears.
Feed them to the tears.
All of us are makeshift gears.
Disa**embled spares.
Twist your mind to fit.
This won't hurt a bit.
Make your heart a number.
A dial spell to break the slumber.