And I can't see you here, wondering where I might,
Sort of feels like I'm running out of time,
I haven't found all I was hoping to find
Cause all you people are Vampires
And all your stories are stale.
And though you pretend to stand by us
I know you're certain we'll fail.
You're at a loss,
Just because,
It wasn't all that you thought it was.
You are the fugitive,
But you don't know what you're running from.
Fiendish wonder in a carnival's wake
Dull caresses once again irritate.
Tread softly, stranger
Move over toward the danger that you seek.
It seems as we become the winners,
You lose a bit of summat
And half wonder if you won it at all.
When the winter's in full swing,
And your dreams just aren't coming true,
Ain't it funny what you'll do.
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