Tekstovi: The Khayembii Communique. Better Times Are Better Left Dead.

wrapped us up in these lines
breathless as we are
even though i resigned.

cannot trust that which is veiled
(this time seemed to be the) should have known better than to
(beginning of the end) trust fate
(but it was the beginning, of the) and i know i am weak
(beginning)
(despite all the accidents) i attempt to break from this routine.
(all the accidents where we landed) of circular reasoning that binds me to this town
(on our feet)
(only have to sit)

wrestle with this, try to break free.
(back down and wait out) from the rhetoric
(an impatient winter) and pre-packaged lies that i've
(only to revisit past ghosts again and) bought for too long
(again)

(only to wait.) because you resemble all
(the apparitions are everywhere) that i am trying to leave behind
(we never move, constantly dwelling) - just leave us alone)
(on things constantly dwelling)
(on things unchangeable)
(we never move) wrestle with this
try to break free from the rhetoric
(dwelling on things five years dead) and pre-packaged lies that i've
(and gone) bought for too long.

wrapped us up in these lines
even though i resigned not to cave.