The Anatomy Of Frank - Dirge (For Matt) | Текст песни

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Even as we fall apart
We reconstruct your face
Laughing at the way you looked
And whispering your name

Think of all the ugly people
Hiding in their rooms
Either they were beautiful
Or we are ugly too

Even as the mothers cry
Their children run around
Leaving all their smeared mascara
Trampled to the ground

I know you and I’m not satisfied

The preacher says to us
That you will rise again
That we will see you smile at us
And touch unbroken skin

He disregards the hopeless souls
And comforts those who pray
Who sit with the children
Thinking they’ll see you someday

Even as we whisper prayers
We’re shedding our insanity in layers

I know you and I’m not satisfied
I feel small and have no place to hide

So fearlessly we flaunt our facelifts
We wear our shackles like designer bracelets
We fill our lungs with indiscretion
And blow hot breath over a chord progression
You were so inspired
How can I be so tired

The man from the asylum
On the dirty side of town
Writes sonatas while you sleep
And throws your name around

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