OUTSIDER
NOAH MOE
Eyes cold fingers are pointing
Voices dim to the sound of the freak
The black drop in the milky river
Holding to the tear of a far long time faded lie
Step in close
And watch as I lay slow
Eyes stare fists are all rolling
Voices shout at the top of their lungs
Hate bring it all
Illness flowing through me
Save what is left
Of a far long time faded lie
Step in close
And watch as I lay slow
Step in close to me
And watch as I lay today