Cave In Bottom Feeder Lyrics
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Album: Track 8 on Until Your Heart Stops
sponsored links"long walks with my temper take me down a dead end street
in contemplation; where do we start at the end?
before i could collect myself,
i'm vacuumed in by a figure's armspread with fiery gasps
of iron-air, cornered in my circle of friends.
won't he speak to you?
emptied on the floor were the shells of my defenses,
placing in his own bullets of condescendence.
those people shafted me of my own social weaponry."