Life on the Railway, When Bridges Collapse

Everything here is golden, every day here was wasted in the same manner that we had predicted, and yes we  fell for each of our faults
Girl
We feel like we never fell in the dark
We never landed where we thought we were.

A new day is coming, a new day is bending these walls and cracks are spreading these tips around the stench of what has decayed,
Where white lines served you, your powder will never phase me,

I’ve been cut out of your magazine and thrown in to your hopes and dreams, but what it cuts out to is you never understood me and the things I need, you’re bad, bad news
And with this fire I will start to wrap up our desires girl

Like the hottest ash, or the hottest ass, you stood there and waited for me, you were wrong, you said, you were never him and I’ll never be who you needed me to be

When you collapse, nobody will be there to catch you, you started a fire that you though could be, a shallow attempt at fixing me

There you go, once again lying to my face playing pretend, I can see right through your beautiful lies

Shane Clouthier

The "C" in CKP Media, Shane loves to sell Yu-Gi-Oh! cards on the side when he is not busy showing people new mattresses to help improve their life. Also, an avid poet Shane has self published his poetry in book format. A man of many mediocre talents, we still aren't sure what he is actually great at.
Shane Clouthier

Shane Clouthier

The "C" in CKP Media, Shane loves to sell Yu-Gi-Oh! cards on the side when he is not busy showing people new mattresses to help improve their life. Also, an avid poet Shane has self published his poetry in book format. A man of many mediocre talents, we still aren't sure what he is actually great at.

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