penetrate the film
the nebulous of your skin
burrow deep within
never to escape again
the story book of our sin
guided by a light that dims
hold on never look back
we walk into our own death traps
lay back and whisper my name
you will never feel the same
a tidal wave of shame
we manage to numb the pain
oh, here we walk the silver strand
naked to all, hand in hand
like wolves of chance, the blindest thieves
see us on the silver screen-
hanging on the silver screen
by the skin of our teeth
like ashes we fall
like diamonds with all the flaws
we see through all the dark
with periscopic blood
lay back and whisper my name
you will never be the one they blame
a tidal wave of shame
we manage to numb the pain
oh, here we walk the silver strand
oblivious to all of them
like wolves of chance, the blindest thieves
see us on the silver screen
hanging on the silver screen
by the skin of our teeth

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