Microcosms Logic Problems Fluctuate through this state
Inebriations keep the patience Sitting shotgun Running races
Worlds weaving Fabric bleeding Past the lines left on our faces
Infantile infantry, a post war pouch of poverty

Children breathing Mothers leaving Scars are set inside our minds
Parachute seizes Puzzle pieces pick them up to vies the splendor
Mind control Flag on a pole be weary of the bug eyed lender
Zealous needing Souls are bleeding fire rising in their eyes

Spies Lies Wearing ties, the miser wiser running high
Sitting back on Custard s chair Listen breathing brother bear
Spies Lies Wearing ties, the wiser miser sitting in a ditch
A ship s arriving to late to save a drowning witch