Tic Tac Toe, three in a row
you knock ‘em back and I will
cheer you on.
Bloodied in my brothers nose.
So this is how it would always go.
Check that timid tongue.
These illusions are not splintered
As the dawn disintegrates, you’ll lift your head
and scream why?
WHY
am I hypnotized by my lovers eyes
and why do I waste time
and cut your smile....out of paper?
Transposed beneath the sun,
the thoughts of everyone around turn to
dust mites and broadcast lights.
I feel we are much smarter than this
Still life, copper tone,
swimming through the street crowd
while you light a cigarette and scream why?
WHY
am I hypnotized by my lovers eyes
and why do I waste time
and cut your smile....?
Our problems aren't that different.
These faces look the same
and everyone of us loves a super-hero
'case we sing, and write, and talk about them
but look around.
Everything is breathing
and the sound brings me to tears.
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Lyrics submitted by Sigmund Birch.