Platitudes All Songtext
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We lost balance on feeble limbs
The quicksand shifted the whole foundation
As I spiraled downward, I felt my skull crack
Yet somehow our silence remains intact

And it′s been so long since I was prone on the bed
All riddled with guilt when told I'd extend
Now I′m outstretched with my insides exposed
Drying up as the mantel corrodes
Hanging on with the strained patience of ghosts

And I burned passions along the way
To keep this spark in some form of "sustained"
We lie like statues that cold wind blows through
Though it's not often that I fear you


It seems we're enwrapped in strange humidity
With an effect that compounds with each floorboard that squeaks
Is there something left to mock and destroy
Or has it all just flaked into void?
The weirdness now soaked into each bearing point

What I thought was mundane
Isn′t really that daunting
With all these layers of slate
We′ve left ragged and spotty
So we'll exist in boxes
As memories collect dust
And we′ll live as roommates
Powered through engines of mistrust

If we shamble around unprovoked for words
Well there's no real wonder why we don′t feel heard