Heaven must be cold
Heaven
A place I never go
Where honest arts
Still pay
Keep your halo tight until it chokes us
But I would like to carry on
On on on on
Inside the safety of the lie
The lie
Have you nearly caved
Hang on
The glory of your farce
Awaits
Keep your halo tight until you choke us
But I would like to carry on
On on on on
Loose grip
Just cup a feel
Too perfect
Felt unreal
Marketed without a heart
Reaching to fall apart
Pissing on the fire that might still ignite
Choking on the smoke from our piss
Practice in moderation
Say it so eloquently
outside staring
outside staring
so unreal
so unreal
Say it so eloquently

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