If i could steal youre waking, then i would hang you on the strings   you'd stay cutting all the words,making circles with your feet   poison on top of fracture lines, passive where no one interupts      today we breathed in this towns air   and conjured illness to escape beaten walls      and how long will you stand aside perfecting this abandonment?   today we breathed this towns air   and conjoured illness to escape   beaten walls and last chances   where inide youre armoure flatlined.