Petals falling from the engine
Can you see the number?
Can you trace the name?
Sifting through you trash
A piece of ancient history
A ballad of an old one
Nothing wrong with you
What a numb excuse
Nothing quite so tame
As when you're finally under
A vengeful darling
Subbing for Eden
And I consume the raging fire
And I can feel the depths of the ocean
And I become consumed by desire
And I swear I thought of you
Tumbler
Roll the dice and counter
Strikes a fervent market
Nowhere to complain
Folder reference cache
Zeros, ones and tildes
Cracking velvet nerves
Holes start to come unglued
Nails start getting chewed
Legs are getting bent
Maybe finally understand why you're out here
Subbing for Eden
A slave to desire
Slam breaks on the soul
Swerved and missed by a hair
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