Colors of such

            
 that our eyes

     
 were burned
            
And gold bough

              
s from which t

          
o hang oneself

            
We've got reas

            
ons like the s

        
easons ringing
            
We've got weap

         
ons without na

me

            
Mirthless thou

            
gh dressed up 

   
in comedy
            
The screen's g

            
low is hiding 

   
the mammon bea

st
            
We've got reas

             
ons like the s

       
easons ringing
            
We've got weap

         
ons without na

mes

  
   

           
It's cauterize

      
d the senses t

hat allowed us

 real life
            
The carrot is 

            
how we avert o

  
ur eyes
            
And in time we

              
're willing to

           
 lick and to c


ontrive

            
We've got reas

             
ons like the s

      
easons ringing
            
We've got weap

          
ons without na

mes

            
Spending in di

        
gital atmosphe

re
            
Smiling as we'

              
ve learned to 

       
love the stick

            
We've got reas

             
ons like the s

      
easons ringing
            
We've got weap

          
ons without na

mes

  
   

           
Choking back e

             
motions into c


haracter armor

  
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