Acretongue Orphan's Affinity
Collections in cages
Defining the wages
The boundaries so unclear
There's no one to trust here
Degraded in stages
Rejection still rages
The boundaries familiar
Still no one to trust here
We're moving along the same lines, but ignoring the symmetry
Drifting closer towards each other, while we keep our proximity
As we're building our ties on new lies, stepping over our dignity
We're still clinging to our assumptions, with an orphan's affinity
Acceptance - so fitting
Obedience - permitting
Erasing all traces
Still favours our graces
