game match set and synchronise 
then part it this hand set in turpentine 
imitate and angled to
suffocate this indignance inherited 
from mouth to mouth sore 
kept clean [bad word] 

consequence
never let me fall down
there's every chance i wont
get back up 

like holding a mirror to the action
i kill and die
all dos and don'ts equals are opposites
i smile and cry

fall backwards in space and time
i cower in corners minding mine
get where water cannot

consequence
never let me fall down
there's every chance i wont
get back up 

if you could use the space to grow now
you've no gleam or shine
so worn the rigour of a champion 
now your faded with time 
when giving birth makes you a murderer 
and your love a crime 
are we but walking contradictions 
while ever this ring still binds