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White Homes - Tilt
White frame lies to live in leave nothing to gain
Your Colorless divinities can scarcely light the way
White frame homes in celibate rows they swell and melt together
Aspirations lie in possessions each dwellers dream so similar
Keep witches behind mythical lines
And squeeze my faith between my knees
I can't take one more lie so I'll take one of each
In this static heat I barely make my home suffice
Persuaded by a sleepy beat I can't tell which is mine
Keep witches behind mythical lines and squeeze my faith between my knees
I can't take one more lie so I'll take one of each
Pack it in save it up
Pack it in save it up
In this static heat I barely make my home suffice
Persuaded by a sleepy beat I can't tell which is mine
Impeded by machine awash in blue light spending nights
Imbibing life through their screen it shows me to believe
Keep witches behind mythical lines and squeeze my faith between my knees
I can't take one more lie so I'll take one of each
