A widened eye stares through the darkened blinds
As little friendly faces move beyond the brittle fortress of his confines
And he finds
If he moves beyond the social barriers that keep him from them, locked in his penn
Then he might just find relief
Again
And so his hand moves slowly for the knob he left unlocked today
Just in case they found their own way in
Don't turn a blinded eye
To the other side
Of false contrite
Wolf in sheepskin seeps into the fabric labyrinth of our normalcy
Peer past the archetype, the human hype on the surface
He speaks like you and me and speaks our tongue, but what he wants is them
Reverberating thoughts without a filter
He's failing to comprehend
The rules of playing pretend
"Hi there, what's your name?"
He quickly types away
"Do you like playing games? I can show you mine."
A broad divide spreads through the moral clandestine of predator and prey
The hazy gray, area before he's crossed the line
The doorbell rings (It sweetly sings)
The call of new arrivals
His rush is pure (adrenal fluor)
As he stammers for the door
Don't turn a blinded eye
To the other side
Of false contrite
Reverberating thoughts without a filter
He's failing to comprehend
The rules of playing pretend
He says, "Run, run away"
Into my world to play
"Run, run away...
Into my arms"
Built in his name
Is a temple of shame to form a sect of splintered... faith
Don't believe his gospel
Lest it turn you hostile
Against the righteous way
Oh God!
Dicodec - The Reasoning Lyrics
Dicodec - The Reasoning Lyrics
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A widened eye stares through the darkened blinds
As little friendly faces move beyond the brittle fortress of his confines
And he finds
If he moves beyond the social barriers that keep him from them, locked in his penn
Then he might just find relief
Again
And so his hand moves slowly for the knob he left unlocked today
Just in case they found their own way in
Don't turn a blinded eye
To the other side
Of false contrite
Wolf in sheepskin seeps into the fabric labyrinth of our normalcy
Peer past the archetype, the human hype on the surface
He speaks like you and me and speaks our tongue, but what he wants is them
Reverberating thoughts without a filter
He's failing to comprehend
The rules of playing pretend
"Hi there, what's your name?"
He quickly types away
"Do you like playing games? I can show you mine."
A broad divide spreads through the moral clandestine of predator and prey
The hazy gray, area before he's crossed the line
The doorbell rings (It sweetly sings)
The call of new arrivals
His rush is pure (adrenal fluor)
As he stammers for the door
Don't turn a blinded eye
To the other side
Of false contrite
Reverberating thoughts without a filter
He's failing to comprehend
The rules of playing pretend
He says, "Run, run away"
Into my world to play
"Run, run away...
Into my arms"
Built in his name
Is a temple of shame to form a sect of splintered... faith
Don't believe his gospel
Lest it turn you hostile
Against the righteous way
Oh God!
As little friendly faces move beyond the brittle fortress of his confines
And he finds
If he moves beyond the social barriers that keep him from them, locked in his penn
Then he might just find relief
Again
And so his hand moves slowly for the knob he left unlocked today
Just in case they found their own way in
Don't turn a blinded eye
To the other side
Of false contrite
Wolf in sheepskin seeps into the fabric labyrinth of our normalcy
Peer past the archetype, the human hype on the surface
He speaks like you and me and speaks our tongue, but what he wants is them
Reverberating thoughts without a filter
He's failing to comprehend
The rules of playing pretend
"Hi there, what's your name?"
He quickly types away
"Do you like playing games? I can show you mine."
A broad divide spreads through the moral clandestine of predator and prey
The hazy gray, area before he's crossed the line
The doorbell rings (It sweetly sings)
The call of new arrivals
His rush is pure (adrenal fluor)
As he stammers for the door
Don't turn a blinded eye
To the other side
Of false contrite
Reverberating thoughts without a filter
He's failing to comprehend
The rules of playing pretend
He says, "Run, run away"
Into my world to play
"Run, run away...
Into my arms"
Built in his name
Is a temple of shame to form a sect of splintered... faith
Don't believe his gospel
Lest it turn you hostile
Against the righteous way
Oh God!
Writer: Dicodec
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid