ALBUM REVIEW: Poison The Well – Peace In Place
My cuts are yours, your cuts are mine.
My cuts are yours, your cuts are mine.
I dreamt of something bringing me toward a warmth I’ve longed for.
You should learn to find comfort in silence.
You are just an empty consumable.
On the eve of the great unraveling, I took the long way home.
I need to proceed, with fragments of a legacy.
Did you get what you wanted?
I’m not submissive, all this pessimism came from talking down on me.
Mirrored in perfect light, my mask reflects the mimic.