Yeah I Know I Put Prints

From the dirt i see the marching armies of fade pulled both sides of the reflections into the crack Wanted to be the prints lived on the thrum thoroughly of guitar strung All the lies i told you the one that seemed to lack backback two backs run of late i've been running late Late for a very important date Was the rabbit white the one i thought of you thinking of softly is such a word Fragment cracks the lips pity seems the less Known the beauty of the burn of my eyelids closed plot plot where did you go pull up a seat lets watch the end hope there is popcorn