8.Nothing We Say Leaves This Room
Lyricist：Michael Kenney Celi, James Isaiah Munoz, Ross Joseph Ott,
Michael Aaron Pedicone, Jeremy Ray Talley
Your eyes begin to stare at the polygraph machine
As you become aware of the satellites that call her name
It's as if the ocean swallowed the city lights that we fell in
love with
Paralyzed and paranoid, we withdraw the hands we held
This is beginning to get ugly, dear
You feed me to the lions
Now, the tongue becomes the bridge between broken teeth
Now, you feed me to the lions
How we reach for the arms but only clasp the knees
How we reach for each other only to die alone
How we reach for the stars only to swim right through
How we strive to connect only to fall apart
Just between me and you I felt the rapture in your arms
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