Here, you focus
So I can see your faces
The eyes are wrong
How will I know if it's working right?
Light confuses
The tiny isles of bruises
The mangled lines
I see the signs of aging
But if I try to feel at all I am deceived
My mind's affected, it's empty now
As I lay down I feel alright
My heart is racing
Turn the noise on
I'd like to feed my poison
Assembly lines
Carry a velvet warning to the yard
It's just like striking matches, the polish lies
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