American Standards Wishing Well Investment
Dancing around
Like we're marionettes
A stutter in our step
A cadence in our breath
To a crowd of the unaffected and unimpressed
What do you mean
"Just how did we get here?"
I painted myself into a hole
I gave up my heart to find some sort of soul
And when acquitted of all my crimes
I'll be casting the swine pearls and stones
When this loss is all that I know
And I've got no where else to go
Won't you invite me in
So I can gut out your home for all that you own
With bloodthirsty daggers and I'll intent
What have you done for me lately
