For Our Sins

Jan 04 2013

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For Our Sins

the buildings get bigger
the shoes get harder to fill
love the sin hate the sinner
it’s a trap but we feed it still

Shoes Boobs
Check the news
sand holes
trap your souls

The point of no return
We are stuck.
Through he reaches
We only slip away
Columns bridge
ancient reaches
We are programmed to fall

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