Dark Workmanship

I who you thing for me are
Me are you for the he
She swore the sea sort of
For free we tree fort or
For the reformatory you
Duck out so casually

The one song I think I know is
Hard to recall forgetfullest of them all
Forgetfullest of them all
Believe in the cheap incompetent lie you
Speak out so recklessly

Bad mouth Davis
They say he’s crazy
I empathize or at least I did for a little while
Words are stereotypes you
lose interest so easily

Nonsense like each side of this heated debate
Instrumental break....
These charms, these swords, this rain
Through osmosis the trumpeting Shane
In one day everything will change
This disco will become a new wave
Our story will just be about another
Temporary empire....