They Provide The Paint For The Picture-Perfect Masterpiece That You Will Paint On The Insides Of Your Eyelids - Bandits of the Acoustic Revolution

The things he said went to your head, you never tried to understand: "What they take you will never take back, 'cause they take what they take when they can cause they can from you. You follow me and you follow me but you never ask why and I wonder what you’re under could this be another piece of the, “I don’t care I just do what they say because they say what to do in a matter-of-fact way.” Don’t stop because you might get burned and you might just learn to stand on your own two feet and I think that it’s neat how you learn to repeat everything that you hear in the street so well.

And everyone was resting because they thought it was the end and even if it wasn’t they decide they’d pretend and somewhere in the distance I could hear him whispering “You can fight all you want they will win in the end.”

Sometimes in the evening when I’m lying in my bed, I am taken to the forest to the isolated shed, and I wake with his words resonating in my head and I can’t stop thinking about the gist of what he said.