Modern Language

Hey sin
You cut me off
With a swift and subtle wrist
A twist and turn
And you're off
With my mind again
And I'm left brain dead

Hey luck
I'm doing fine
I played some catch up time
"You lost"
That's what you'd say
But I don't think so today
No, not today

And so it begins
Another tear in the frame
Thrown apart again
And out of yourself comes your fear

I saw you cry today
Tears boiled to blood and scathed
Reminding of home and stay
Why don't you?

Cause home is gone

And so it begins
Another tear in the frame
Thrown apart again
And out of yourself comes your fear

Here comes your fear