Game match set and synchronise then part it this hand set in turpentine imitate and angled to suffocate this indignance inherited from mouth to mouth sore kept clean and comfortable consequence never let me fall down there's every chance i wont get back up like holding a mirror to the action i kill and die all dos and don'ts equals are opposites i smile and cry fall backwards in s***e and time i cower in corners minding mine get where water cannot if you could use the s***e to grow now you've no gleam or shine so worn the rigour of a champion now your faded with time when giving birth makes you a murderer and your love a crime are we but walking contradictions while ever this ring still binds