Mod Flanders Conspiracy There Are No Marias Allowed In My Ant Farm
Chalking words under silos, definations unclear
Dancing among her shadows
Another misguided tear staring through your black eyes
Staring through your black heart
Staring through your black soul
Staring through your black eyes
Stepping out of my past, forgetting your name
Forgetting your smell
Forgetting your touch
Forgetting your face
