BRAIDS - In kind

Well, I must've saw a girl who looked like myself
White cheek, tan bleak, knowing gold the answers
Your tapestries lying down to guard this kind
White cheek, tan bleak, knowing gold the answers
And you rinse in water when you see through everything
But candy spills upon it when your lips are just no more
Listening the waste when you wake up in the morning
There's no cat upon your bed and no mom to pitch your hand
Sometimes I dream of how nice it would be
To park out the heart
Been fishing, went again fishing, went again fishing
Went again
Sometimes I think of how nice it would be
To pick a night without feeling, I
Wasting my ticket, where's my ticket? Where's my ticket?

See my soul
See my soul
See my soul
See my soul
See my soul
See my soul
See my soul
See my soul.

Love for my conscience, a vacation
See the mad side in my bold eyes
Left my conscience, suffocation
See the mad side in my bold eyes
Please love my conscience, sing quotations
They're just want they want me to, seething
Love my conscience in quotations
It's just what they want me to, seething
Left my conscience in quotations
And just what they want me to, seething
Left my conscience in quotations
And just what they want me to, seething
Left my conscience in quotations
And just what they want me to, seething
Left my conscience in quotations
Said just what they want me to, say it.

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