Brass phantoms

Every sensation

Brass phantoms
High expectations that never come through
I look around but there's nothing new
Current vibrations break every sensation
These trimmers leave nothing of use
I look around and all I can see
Smoke billowing from these leaves on trees
Coming from nothing I gotta have something
To bring home to my family

What I never keep
Is not the same to me
Draw it in the sand
That's where we disagree

It's always hard, when the troubles on you
Make it better don't ever let loose
Something is coming don't know when it's running
Coming from out of the blue
Now the difference between me and you
Got nothing to run from but a stable issue
When raining is stalking
Everyone walking around like a mini play pool

What I never keep
Is not the same to me
Draw it in the sand
That's where we disagree

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