My finger skips the page this masquerade, my guilty pleasure
I keep spilling over headlines, this one catches my good eye

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Correspondence stops and congregations form
On paper and glass with plastic remorse

We should anticipate to walk away with full disclosure
Transparent and hovering over all our friends and family

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And we take our leave from this violent shore
To retrace our steps and lay down our oars

And we all got high
Yes we all got high
Take our lead from ghosts
We walk side by side
You just wait, just wait, just wait

Herein lies the ruse
The wretched cliche
Nothing ever seems to change
We hold nothing back
To stop ourselves from being
Tethered to this world

And we take our leave from this violent shore
To retrace our steps and lay down our oars

And we all got high
Yes we all got high
Take our lead from ghosts
And walk side by side

Yes we all got high
Yes we all get high
And you give me yours
And I hand you mine
You just wait, just wait, just wait