We have a list it goes like this

We made a fist it feel like this

We built a cross all hope was lost

An albatross in semigloss

Fantasy Nazarene, paint a line no one's seen

A recipe for atrophy

Misinform happily

Precipice sisophis

Paint a line with your fist

Out of phase, an empty gaze

An act of rage from happier days

When you have severed the only lines

It's a method that opens you up

When you have severed the only lines

It's a method that cuts you up

Ecstasy, plastiscene

Carving lines that no one's scene

See your face, it's wrapped in lace

It drifts away with lasting grace

Fantasy misery

Treating wounds with wizardry

Out on your own, a jagged stone

Cuts to the bone that's what you've known

When you have severed the only lines

It's a method that opens you up

When you have severed the only ties

It's a method that cuts you up

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