Wilted flower seem strange to you With all this poison at the roots? Shut away from love and light And you wonder why it's screaming...
Old enough to abuse me But all too cheap to amuse me
We stand at the marketplace With cold september eyes on the hungry people We passed the interrogation Signed our names at the bottom of the Government paper
Calling memories out of mind Pictures writhing deep inside And once you've seen it's hard to hide You wonder why you're screaming
Strong enough not to fear me But all too loud now to hear me
*chorus*
[jeremy sings through some sort of effect. the only thing I understand is standing outside]
This winter time To waste your life You reign you die You wait you cry This time in the light A small flame in the night You come you bend you burn You burn you burn ...
Sick enough to infect me But too far gone to protect me
[with courage we all fall down, when the tassel hits the ground] **
*chorus* [and then repeated through different channels]
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