Porcupine - Maga
There is no comparison
Between things about to have been
Missing the point of our mission
Will we become misshapen
A change of heart
Will force the nail
Nailed to the door
To all avail
There are no divisions
Between things about to collide
Hitting the floor with our vision
A focus at some point arrives
A change of skin
Will shed the tail
Hung on the wall
For use again
A change of skin
Will shed the tail
Hung on the wall
For use again
Don't says like honey berry oh
Don't says like honey berry oh
Don't says like honey berry oh
Don't says like honey berry oh
