LYRIC

Wait refrain from moral retreat
Purchase great notions
Wait, escape from policed wide worth
Covert lense, blind eye

And forethought, vision games remain for their gain (Restate)
Well, fertile speech has it’s recourse, lesson learned

Faint lines, substance of a half life
Sterile platy, substance of a half lie

Why do we…
Why do we say

You’re safe when wolves will still grab you

Fake teeth, are you willing to fight at all?
Fake claws, cover my eyes

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