You just looked oh so different that night
Your hollow body couldn't bear the weight of time
And when you looked at me with your sunken eyes
I knew you'd burn right through all of your endless patience
Waiting for something to show up and tell you
That this was all worth it
Your life and your purpose
However inane it might be
Your love was so simply striking
Trace it back
Plan an attack on me
I ain't lyin', no
Something's trying to come back
Where it ain't allowed
And there ain't no frowns
Giving everybody around the willies
Pin it down
It'll squirm and scream an awful sound
Telling you it ain't yet possible to be present
It's an obstacle too tall to scale
It's illogical
That's when you snap it's neck
It's justifiable
All it's ever done is make you the grumpy one
Dead to the world and it's inhabitants
Giving you more reason to shelter it's undying hate
Forever truly giving more than you could take
Trace it back
Plan an attack on me
I ain't lyin', no
Something's trying to come back
Where it ain't allowed
And there ain't no frowns
Giving everybody around the willies
What could be causing this constant nagging lack of purpose?
On the surface it's just day to day malaise
It ain't going away
Better get used to it OK
As much as you don't understand it it's still all the rage
Trace it back
Plan an attack on me
I ain't lyin', no
Something's trying to come back
Where it ain't allowed
And there ain't no frowns
Giving everybody around the willies
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