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words not to say to the queen - ken mode lyrics

fattening the wind
and sleek self*fulfilled punishment takes hold
tagged for the day
as accomplishments become unbearable tasks

what kind of torture have you lain out for me
oh deepest of desires? i am beckoning at your door
following the augmented mist in dire concentration
create me an enemy who lies beyond the mirror
an external motive who suits such spite
building strength rather than this internalized decay
put mе on the edge of my toеs

reflex being more than apparent
and consume this threat of character
putting word count on hold
how reassuring that the panic comes from within
fluttering, choking, racing through time
with fluctuations dimming perceptions
a fitting approach for a coward
emphasis always seems to be lost on cause
and i’ve lost the energy to take initiative this time
sometimes it’s nothing more than a clean shirt
and a familiar pair of shoes
it always seems like a blind search
it’s frustrating seeing some cope so well
while i stumble and slip
you can call it soul searching, if it suits you
and here i’m perched
stagnant shades of blue and beige
speakers, lost souls, white noise
living on borrowed time

- ken mode lyrics

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