*veil

baby boy don’t make me cry
your guns sticking by your side
saying all the things designed to conceal
all what
your mind
thinks – behind…

behind
behind
the thin veil of a voice toned
so well
it drives me back to
a wonderful place

a wonderful place
a wonderful place

baby boy don’t make me smile
don’t be so pleasant
don’t be so kind
’cause your guns kill
you say,
so wild

behind…
behind that thin veil
boy I can see it so well
the guns are empty, I hope you know
from your stiff lips that hold the key
holding back from me now,

behind, behind…
the thin veil
i can see it so well
there is a wonderful place
a wonderful place
a wonderful place

don’t let go, don’t let go
not yet

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