The vow of innocence
The sealed lips of silence
The hidden smile
The shadow that waits on the wall
The eyes that turn from the pupils
The compressed sexuality
The disregarded sensuality
The regurgitated words
One person knows, knows their own silence
One person's broken down on the horizon
While another's finding their ocean
With words that mobilise
With words that mobilise
The man he waits
He waits for something
The dry river bed he makes
The cheap work he fakes
The blue bones he breaks
Oh the sounds he likes are unnerving to me
Your official channels aren't working for me
Here it lies beneath the pale skin
One person knows, knows their own silence
One person's broken down on the horizon
While another's finding their ocean
With words that mobilise
With words that mobilise
Oh it feels good
Oh it feels good it feels good
The more you allow yourself
The more you want it
The more you want it want it want it
The more you want it for yourself
The thrill of the hill
Get carried away
One person knows, knows their own silence
One person's broken down on the horizon
While another's finding their ocean
With words that mobilise
With words that mobilise
Been bearing witness
To what we have here
The umbrella that asks
The teeth of restraint
Body too weak for the face
The dream that's sweeter than the taste
The sugary satire
The words they don't flatter
The misinterpretation of kindness
The shameful stomach
The verse of arson
The fashion is hard-on
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