Totem Skin
the romans make a desert and call it peace
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These walls that we put up are making short work
Pulling asunder and tearing apart
Enabling our senses to disconnect
Leaving eachother with nothing at all
I guess this feeling ain't mutual
Judging from your awkward conversations
You show no interest in our lives
And I can't blame you
We've had swell times
In the past
But now those days are gone
Those days are gone