Compliance

Bambi eyed baby afraid of the gun lost mother lost and on the run I'm touching you, ok in stable stance fawn spotted in trance soul singing the dance and repetition swings on chance stripped. Because I've felt blood drip. Fear the floor if I step forward. If it's not a trick that traps dilates contracts grates like impact. Have you felt flesh truly? I have. I have. It is this that stills me this difference from you to me I've seen inside beginnings and end, from tar to golden sheen care counted things including what you dont really have but I do and when those who question fear fear me I know how you feel my name is real. The tricks are safety so fly fool fly.... The bridge is taken I awake and am still as insects adorn me So easy to kill.