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The power drained the color from your face
In whispered night confessions you adored me
With teeth all bared and skin so white
When today became tomorrow you ignored me
Broken into pieces
The scaffolding begins to surge
The girls are dancing weightless on the landing
The concrete time is running out
The future is long gone
We are expanding
Broken into pieces
Another day goes slipping by
The world is waking to an orange sky
Broken into pieces
I try to talk but I can't see
I fly a crooked mile without landing
Half asleep in forward lean
The dope fiend does the walk
How is he standing?
Broken into pieces
Another day goes slipping by
The world is waking to an orange sky
Broken into pieces
The bag was small and tightly tied
Your eyes were vacant, cold, and wide
Broken into pieces
Another day goes slipping by
The world is waking to an orange sky
Broken into pieces
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