Overexposed
Under a blinding afternoon sky
I feel the sands recede beneath my feet
The coming of the nuclear tide
The air, devoid of any sustenance for my lungs
The sounds of laughter cave my chest in
Like the beating of a war-drum
Nauseating whirlwind of smiling faces
They assure me, everything is as it should be
But I can feel the earth dying in my arms
I feel the weight of extinction
Overexposed
Under a blinding afternoon sky
I feel the sands recede beneath my feet
The coming of the nuclear tide
I am bloodied and skinned
Stripped of my ignorance
I am bloodied and skinned
Stripped of my ignorance
Nauseating
My stomach turns, my bile escaping
I have learned the language
For which to speak of my incarceration
No respite. No exit. Awaiting
A humane end to my suffering
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Overexposed
Under a blinding afternoon sky
I feel the sands recede beneath my feet
The coming of the nuclear tide
The air, devoid of any sustenance for my lungs
The sounds of laughter cave my chest in
Like the beating of a war-drum
Nauseating whirlwind of smiling faces
They assure me, everything is as it should be
But I can feel the earth dying in my arms
I feel the weight of extinction
Overexposed
Under a blinding afternoon sky
I feel the sands recede beneath my feet
The coming of the nuclear tide
I am bloodied and skinned
Stripped of my ignorance
I am bloodied and skinned
Stripped of my ignorance
Nauseating
My stomach turns, my bile escaping
I have learned the language
For which to speak of my incarceration
No respite. No exit. Awaiting
A humane end to my suffering
Under a blinding afternoon sky
I feel the sands recede beneath my feet
The coming of the nuclear tide
The air, devoid of any sustenance for my lungs
The sounds of laughter cave my chest in
Like the beating of a war-drum
Nauseating whirlwind of smiling faces
They assure me, everything is as it should be
But I can feel the earth dying in my arms
I feel the weight of extinction
Overexposed
Under a blinding afternoon sky
I feel the sands recede beneath my feet
The coming of the nuclear tide
I am bloodied and skinned
Stripped of my ignorance
I am bloodied and skinned
Stripped of my ignorance
Nauseating
My stomach turns, my bile escaping
I have learned the language
For which to speak of my incarceration
No respite. No exit. Awaiting
A humane end to my suffering
Writer: Chuck Hedrick, John DeLaney
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