This Town Needs Guns - Empty Palms

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When we embarked
Thought I had caught
The dark behind the new start
Can’t open up my facade
Formed foundations all falling apart
Subtle if you can’t see
Behind my smile
You’d see me face down
Beneath the silt and sands
Buried by my thoughts
The pressure gets so intense
At these depths
Squeezing breath 'til nothing’s left
To let the weight off my chest
My closed tight teeth
Feed self-esteem
To mislead how I’ve been
An unseen sinking anchor
I’ll pull you under
Fingers can slip
Let loose their grip
To our nights entwined
Our lives combined
To find tonight
Two holding hands now halved
Two empty palms grow apart
It’s best we part
I am broken and no good for you