Plastic Handgun - The Intruder
The day has come and you're incompleteBrittle bones in your back deplete
But you can't admit the defeat
No you can't admit the defeat
Every day you walk down that street
Crack the code across soft concrete
You've got them under your feet
Yeah the coffin, off with your feet
Dreams about the blood underneath
Little capsules that help you see
They're filled with all of your teeth
Yeah filled with all of your teeth
Dirty fingernails on your seat
Consequences so bittersweet
He's drowning out the drum beat
Yeah drowning out the drum beat
Permanently sleep
You're only getting older
Intruding on me
You're only getting colder
Written by:
Mark Di Giovanni
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